We swim, it seems, in a great river of half-truths. It never slows or ceases to churn and we are made so wet by its overwhelming spray we become soaked to distraction in the message. We cannot successfully navigate such powerful currents; but we continue to try; to seek out in vain, the wide, shallow waters where calm resides. I have decided I shall no longer fight the current. I will now float to the shore and sit upon the riverbank. There free of the tides I shall hope to see the world anew. For it seems to me, our lives are mostly spent trying to reach the moon; until we at last realise, all we needed to do was sit and look up at the stars to be content.