They--the indiscriminate ones who are always right--tried me in the highest court of Steem. I was convicted, found guilty of being a contrary confusion, was subjugated and enslaved to their way.
Then along came a dolphin riding the waves who said, "Your not the culprit or the victim! This court you speak of, your subjugation and enslavement is a chosen dream."
I was so thrilled by this news I woke up, began heel-clicking and skipping to the shore line where there was a boat named "life" full of wonder and joy.
Out here in the open seas the dolphins speak freely, reminding me of how to relate to them--the indiscriminate ones--who were apparently neither right, nor wrong.
PsSHHH! Suddenly water gushes from the blow hole of a grey whale who breaks the ocean top, and with a slow booming voice says, "try n' tell that to the minnows down stream."