Who Has The Time To Look At Truth
Who Has the Time to Look at Truth Paula Day Johns The serenity of a majestic mountain, draped in clouds, with its’ peak extending above, reaching, reaching; and the quietness of a hundred million years surrounding it. It stands motionless, but appearing as if it had knowledge and intellect. Below its’ jagged peaks there is the scurry of a modern city; there are buses, cars, shops, horns, bicycles, and people. There are people; people looking. There are people looking for fun, people looking for relaxation, people looking for love, people looking for keys, people looking for children, and people looking for paychecks. There are hotels, motels, waiters, and store clerks; people looking for the end of the day to have some peace. There are people looking for comforts, people looking for highs, and people looking for an escape. There are movies and computers, smart phones and tablets, electronic games and social networking; mere technical drug