One day Krishnamurti went walking with the Devil
in front they saw a man stoop and pick up a piece
of paper. ‘What’s that he picked up’
The Devil replied ‘he’s picked up a piece of Truth’,
Well your in trouble now Devil said ‘K’
The Devil smiled and said
‘No I’m not because now he’s going
to try and organise’…..
‘truth is always fluid
it keeps moving…the closer
you get the further away it goes
truth is like the clouds….