… a way out. Never mess with the Trail… Never doubt the Trail. The Trail knows all and sees all and will lead you on the, um… Trail.
What is it, Carina?!? Is it a Pretty Pink Pony pooping rainbow glitter? Is it your long lost father who left you when you were but a child, memories of him faint as the dog-eared, black-and-white photo of him and you, hugging his leg and him, with that far-away, thousand mile stare that suggested he’d rather be anywhere but there?? It’s really good that you take care of your brow-line, even though you have committed your life to the study of cave ecosystems, because one never knows when that close-up will be taken- when your face will fill the frame and we can see every last pore and detail. Well done, Carina, well done.
I know what it is!! Carina sees shadows on the wall and immediately relates it to Greek philosopher Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, a theory concerning human perception. Plato claimed that knowledge gained through the senses is no more than opinion and that, in order to have real knowledge, we must gain it through philosophical reasoning. Carina has been enlightened by the truth! Mark Trail, behold the man!
Thanks, Greendog, clearly I am appealing to an educated lot not afraid to think critically and expose themselves to knowledge… I certainly learned something!!