Sunday, January 09, 2005

The Man Who Knows. A tribute.

Living the life of the man who knows.

It is a very difficult thing to do. The life of such a man is wrought with sorrow. It would be like treading along a path in the wake of a hurricane.

The man who knows is most aware. He is awake in this world of dreams. He is most saddened and yet at peace.

Living the life of the man who knows is like being in the heart of a tornado. He is looking out to chaos, suffering and loss. And there is little he could do to help but pray.

Within the eyes of the man who knows, lies sorrowful serenity and wisdom. Looking into them is like looking out to sea. He calms you down and asks you to think. His knowledge is seemingly never ending.

But who is the man who knows? Just look around you. He could be just about anyone, anywhere.

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