And by the time story went through the centre square and came back to the house, almost everyone in the village was behind her cheering and laughing and telling each other stories. Truth was quite humbled. She hung her head and she said, all right, you win. Obviously, story is more powerful than truth. But story took truth by the hands. And she said, you don't understand. You see, nobody likes the truth, and they especially don't like the naked truth
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:51
I like this. I think. Yeah, I like it. I like this visual of truth being enrobed in story. I do think that's the most effective. I mean, that's the truest, most common religion amongst all of us is the religion, the faith in story, and the stories that we. That we tell each other, the stories that keep us going