"In Search of Wisdom"

Six days ago, I entered the woods wearing nothing but a loincloth, in search of wisdom. On the third night, I had a dream in which a dog broke its leg. It cried out in pain. The dream startled and troubled me, and now awake and sitting up, breathing heavily, I had a vision of an old man yelling at me to get off his property. As he moved toward me, he tripped and broke his leg. And when he cried out in pain, it was the dog crying out in pain. In the glow of the campfire, their souls mingled and coalesced in a primitive dance.