Whilst waiting for a new saviour, the student sought the truth from another. The other held truth the way a bank robber wields a gun. The other fired blanks with machine-gun rapidity. Not one of his bullets hit the target. His truth was his truth therefore his version of the truth but not the truth. The other said he was a guru. He said the saviour was due and that the student should await the saviour's arrival. The student smiled, thanked the one who called himself a guru then left. The truth patently didn't come via a guru nor that of a saviour.
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