No matter what you know,
someone is always wanting
to correct you,
to sell you a bill of goods
from the shop marked
“authority.”
All the “authorities” got
frozen into stone years
ago after the great flood
wiped out original knowledge,
and left behind only these granite shadows.
Reality is always
soft clay,
ever shifting and changing
its shape.
Fire it into form, and
at the very moment
you are hailing it as
final truth
it will break in your hands.
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