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Friday, April 10, 2009

truth.Truth.TRUTH.

I was talking to a friend the other day, near us was a pen. We spoke of current issues, each having an opinion and sharing it with the other. Even debating the color of my shirt, which I thought was red; my friend said orange. Walking away from the conversation with separate experiences, and opinions.
What was truth? Was I wrong in the color I saw, or was my friend?

Is it possible neither of us were right, and the only truth or right opinion was that of the pen?

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