Once upon a time,
Truth had a human form. He had a passion to set people free from their wrong ideas so they could live better, and in the end, happier lives but he was thwarted in his desire.
All of you will be familiar with the phrase, ‘The naked truth’ and this stems from the fact that it was in the nature of Truth not to wear any covering. Although Truth in his nakedness was not uncomely and was even thought to be beautiful in an awesome kind of way, whenever he appeared to people in this unclothed fashion, they were surprised, shocked and often offended. They fled from Truth in the street, shunned his company and never invited him into their homes.
This made Truth feel frustrated and miserable for he longed for the company of ordinary people and wanted only to do them good. In the same town, lived Fiction who, at that time, also had a human form. Fiction owned his own theatre and put on plays every night for the
people. Truth noticed that, unlike himself, Fiction was very popular and eagerly sought out by the people who enjoyed his theatrical productions.
Fiction happened to meet Truth one day and, noticing how sad Truth looked, asked how he was getting on. Wiping away a tear, Truth told him that he was always being avoided by people and how unhappy this made him. “I have so much of value to tell them,” he said
despondently, “But they won’t even let me speak to them.” Fiction said, “Perhaps I can help you. Meet me at my theatre in an hour.”
When Truth arrived at the theatre, Fiction showed him a vast wardrobe of bright attractive costumes which he used for his productions. “There are far more here than I will ever need,” Fiction said, “Dress yourself up in some of these clothes, call yourself by another name and go out into the world with your wisdom and see how you get on.”
After a moments hesitation, Truth accepted the advice. He dressed himself from Fiction’s wardrobe and, taking the new name of Parable, he went out into the world and immediately found he was accepted and appreciated by almost everyone. From that time on,
wherever Parable has gone, he has been welcomed not only into the homes of men and women, but into their minds and into their hearts.
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