I once drew a picture of a frog. It was
a Pen and Ink drawing. The paper was white and the ink was black, but
from among the strokes a frog emerged. Its black eyes were made to
glisten with a streak of white left behind imitating the effect of
light on moisture. Its skin was made up of tiny dots that gave the
appearance of grey. Now if I had used black paper and black ink,
though each dot were in the same place the effect would be total
darkness, or if I was to use white ink on White paper It would seem
as nothing was there. But the effect of grey caused by the closeness
of white and black created a grey tone that would make anyone just
giving a passing glance consider the colour one—gray.
Sometimes right seems to be so close to
wrong that in passing glance its grey. But proximity does not make
them any more the same or any less than what they are—Black and
white.
I am not sure how far I want to unfold
this analogy here, maybe I will let whoever wants to ponder it
separate the dots themselves. Letting other thoughts connect or fill
in the gaps between the dots...
I just ask myself do I have eyes that Truly see.
I just ask myself do I have eyes that Truly see.
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