THE HUNTER By Benjamin Raven I have heard he lives in the - TopicsExpress



          

THE HUNTER By Benjamin Raven I have heard he lives in the deepest of woods…elusive, beautiful…dangerous? He leaves no tracks, no sign. How do you find him? There is a book, they say, that shows the way to him. The book says, find his son. He not only knows the way, but he is the way, so says the book. Perhaps, he is the master hunter. It is said his spirit is so strong, so wise, that merely being in his presence you just know all you need to know. He is the purest, most complete knowledge. The basis of all knowledge from whom all knowledge flows and somehow is complete in itself. Sitting in the master’s camp around his fire is enough in itself, it is said. You feast at his table and you are somehow satisfied and yet still hungry for more. You branch out, you hunt some more…still no sign. You follow legends and stories and explanations of men until you are worn out, yet still you never find him. Wearily you return to the master’s camp and there he is waiting with a meal prepared for you. Sometimes he feeds you a little, sometimes he feeds you a lot. He smiles…he always smiles. Sometimes he speaks. Sometimes he reads from the book. Sometimes he gets you to read from the book. But where is the one you seek? Sometimes you think you hear him in the bushes near the camp. Sometimes you hear his voice. At the camp, always, when you hear him, he is in the camp. The master smiles, it is as if he knows what you are thinking. He never stops you. He lets you wear yourself out until you are so tired. Yet he never condemns you. He just welcomes you back into the camp. He cools your fevered brow. Then one day you don’t have the strength to look anymore. And it is at that moment you awaken from the longest sleep, safe in the master’s camp and as you look up you see he whom you have sought, and you realize at that moment that in the camp of the master, it was there he always was, waiting for you to stop your human means of hunting and but sit at his fire, absorb his warmth, feed at his table. Then, at that moment the search is over.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 02:36:37 +0000

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