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All Is Truth.

Part of the cluster FROM NOON TO STARRY NIGHT.


O ME, man of slack faith so long, Standing aloof, denying portions so long, Only aware to-day of compact all-diffused truth, Discovering to-day there is no lie or form of lie, and can be none, 
 but grows as inevitably upon itself as the truth does upon  
Or as any law of the earth or any natural production of the earth  
(This is curious and may not be realized immediately, but it must  
 be realized,
I feel in myself that I represent falsehoods equally with the rest, And that the universe does.)
  [ begin page 362 ]ppp.00707.370.jpg Where has fail'd a perfect return indifferent of lies or the truth? Is it upon the ground, or in water or fire? or in the spirit of man? 
 or in the meat and blood?
Meditating among liars and retreating sternly into myself, I see  
 that there are really no liars or lies after all,
And that nothing fails its perfect return, and that what are called  
 lies are perfect returns,
And that each thing exactly represents itself and what has pre- 
 ceded it,
And that the truth includes all, and is compact just as much as  
 space is compact,
And that there is no flaw or vacuum in the amount of the truth— 
 but that all is truth without exception;
And henceforth I will go celebrate any thing I see or am, And sing and laugh and deny nothing.

Part of the cluster FROM NOON TO STARRY NIGHT.

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