The modern world and truth: I conjured up a vision that Stone Mountain was a beautiful Lake. I was so excited I rented a helicopter to fly over my beautiful Lake.

As we hovered over the mountain the images of my Lake overwhelmed me and before I knew it I dove off trusting my ability to identify with the refreshing waters of my dream lake.

At the very instant of impact the truth was reveled. Oh – if only someone had had he courage to speak the only truth that could have saved me from myself!