Friday, February 29, 2008

The vessel

Many times of late, he had asked for the spirit of consciousness to fill his lowly vessel with clarity and enlightenment. The last time, early in the pre-dawn stillness, he thought he heard a voice whisper, "I fill you up daily, but you keep leaking."

Now knowing his carbon and clay container was more colander than cauldron, he set out to plug the holes as a silver rain began to fall.

First order of hole filling business then, should be to determine what to keep in and what to let out. Didn't take long to see that all he had were things he had found.

Thunder.

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