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[Nick]

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   As I drove my wife to work this morn water fell from the sky. There has never been any more or less water than there is now. It changes shapes, it changes places. That is all.

 So where has the water on the windshield been?

   Dinosaur piss? Tyrannosaurus testicle sweat (did dinos sweat?). Porn starlet perspiration being vaporized by hot lights during the performance of professionalism?

   Tears of an innocent babe abandoned by derelict parents? That which washed the feet of Buddha, Jesus, Muhammad?

   Objectively and uniformly the wiper blades flick the wet away. Unconcerned with vague, multitudinal possibilities. Functioning purposefully in the now.


   Note to Mind: Take a lesson.  

[Erik]

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Short, and to the point.   My only question is whether there is a way to demonstrate the realization of the narrator rather than simply state it.

[Nick]

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Short, and to the point.   My only question is whether there is a way to demonstrate the realization of the narrator rather than simply state it.

Note to Mind: Take a lesson.

This line doesn't fill that spot?  If not, okay. I'm open to a suggestion/example that helps me closer to your point.


And
Welcome to Mary.
 Lonesome Dove- my idea of a western. Fine actors. Bobby Duvall, one of the best there is. Ever see Assassination Tango?
Again, welcome to the site.

[Erik]

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Thanks for the suggestion on Assassination Tango.   Haven't seen but it's somewhere in my Netflix queue.

Re: My statment.   My first thought is to ask why the narrator was in a frame of mind that he would ponder this.   What had happened to make him consider the fate of those around him?
 
Second thought is re: the statement of how there has never been anymore or any less water than right now.   It seems to imply that water - in this case, emotional trauma/experience - is a standing level.   But can that truly be the case and what are the implications of such a scenario?

Just noodling. . . have fun writing it up

[Nick]

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Thanks for the suggestion on Assassination Tango.   Haven't seen but it's somewhere in my Netflix queue.

Re: My statment.   My first thought is to ask why the narrator was in a frame of mind that he would ponder this.   What had happened to make him consider the fate of those around him?
 
Second thought is re: the statement of how there has never been anymore or any less water than right now.   It seems to imply that water - in this case, emotional trauma/experience - is a standing level.   But can that truly be the case and what are the implications of such a scenario?

Just noodling. . . have fun writing it up

Get back to me here after you watch Mr. and Mrs. Duvall dance. I believe that we will then have a common frame of reference. I can respond to your (interesting/intriguing )  thought/questions through it.
Incidentally, I found the original 'Truth' scribble. There were two sentences that I missed in the initial post. I have now amended it.