Washita: Here is the surface of truth, oh god. The truth is a mirror of water reflecting the sky, which embraces the earth below. It is clear, endlessly deep. It is pure. Here is the surface of truth, disturbed only by the erring word of man. By the false heart which distorts and shatters the image. Here is the surface of truth. Study it, think carefully upon it. Let your invisible soul float gently on it. For here is the surface... of truth.