by Werner Johnson

Created on: May 18, 2008

About a boy and the truth

Once upon a time there was a little boy who decided that he wanted to find the one and only truth. Now one should think, that such a young person isn't really fit to undertake such a huge task. But more often than not, those of us that are young will understand everything better than those of us who are old and set in our ways.
So the boy left his family and began his monumental task. He searched high and he searched low. He looked everywhere he could. But he couldn't find it !

He grew older, wiser and stronger and more and more frustrated, since he couldn't find what he was looking for. Maybe he was searching in all the wrong places. Maybe the answer was not in the world, maybe it was inside him.
Near a mountain of marble and other stones he paused to sit and think. Actually it was no small break, he sat and thought for so long that he turned to stone, and he wasn't done thinking before 500 years had gone by.
After 500 years of thinking, he actually believed he had found the right answer. The one and
only truth. Could it be that he really had discovered the truth ? That his thoughts were right. Well after 500 years being a stone, his heart was still like a stone, and as such, he was unable to see the real truth.
Admitted his thoughts could be the truth, and many people living in this world would say that what he was thinking is the truth, since they too have hearts of stone. But with a heart of stone he just couldn't see it as it is.
So he built himself and empire of gold and diamonds, lived in luxury and had everything anyone could ever want, if you count those things as cars, boats and planes. But eventually he came to realize, that it was not the truth.
He was desperate, so many years had passed and he still was no where closer to the truth than when he began. His mind wandered and so did his feet, near to a park where birds were singing, the trees were lush and green and the flowers fresh and smelling of the sun.
in this very park he started his search some 500 years before and he was destined to return. He walked by a young couple very much in love, holding hands, kissing, telling each other in soft spoken words what they imagined and hoped their future would bring. He saw their love, their hope and their dreams.
And in that moment he understood the truth and that he with his heart of stone could never have it !

The truth is : Without love, there is no life
Without dreams, there is no hope
Without hope, there is no future

And god saw him and lifted him to his arms. Gave him the hope he never knew, the future he never had, and the love he never felt.

Now there is always suppose to be a morale in these kind of stories and who am i to disappoint you. The morale is, if you don't know what you are looking for, you will find it when you no longer can have it. And when you do find it, you will realize that it's never to late to change

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