Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for October 18, 2009
Transcript:
Homer: I heard something in the woods behind me. My fear turned to surprise when I saw the tribe's elder silently standing there. It felt like he was looking through me. I said nothing, as one does not speak to the elder unless he speaks to you. Finally, he spoke... "You are lost." He pointed his ancient, gnarled finger toward a deer calmly grazing in a nearby meadow. "There is the eternal answer," he said. "Follow its path all the way back to you." I sat there hoping that if I stared at the deer long enough, the elder's words might become clear. I was wrong. I turned to ask if he could tell me more... but he had vanished. Why is wisdom always dispensed so cryptically?! Angel: That's an unknown you already know, Homer... Homer: See? There it is again!! Homer - the reluctant soul.
Fish. The answer is always fish.