truth, profound or not, is more often found in very ordinary places
like the first time you feel the gaze of a newborn child or that last milisecond
as the sun sets. possibly that fraction of a moment during orgasm
in the fragrance of flowers bloom
the scent ,as it passes, of someone that you love
the laughter of small children
I could go on however it becomes an endless loop
that is dependant upon your perception of
what truth and profoundness are.
which can be a revelation in it's own right.
well those are my thoughts anyway
