January 12, 2014

The Masks



 
The truth like a shadow, is never far behind. Style and substance can only cover the truth for so long and the unveiling will take place. The truth is often a harsh light that reveals every imperfection. What could possibly more truthful than the Dao? There is nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. At midnight comes the unveiling and all the masks come off and we see who is who and what is what.

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