I realize this is a big change in topic from the jabageddon stuf, but I wrote this short story this morning and wanted to share it with a group who will appriciate it.

“There was once a man who placed his wealth in spirit. One day, he went to the temple to feast. The congregation grew and each man purchased a single slice of truth. But this man, being wealthy, purchased not one but three slices. He sat and ate, not knowing that his great portion would cause jealousy among the congregation. Conflict grew, but the man simply sat and ate his truth. When he finished he looked around, and behold there was a table full of yet more truth and no one else partaking. For all the men there, were merely interested in arguing the points of fairness. Thus, the man kept eating, one slice after another, until he had eaten all. Having finished the feast, he returned home to contemplate his new found wisdom and left the congregation destitute, for they had little left to offer him.”