There is this blind man that always sits by the corner of a busy street begging for alms, one day he heard a voice, he has been hearing a lot of voices but this one was different, something about it calmed his nerves, soothed his heart, made him feel safe, and he became fond of it, even in the midst of all the hustling and bustling he could tell the voice apart but unfortunately the voice he has grown fond of, now has the power to hurt him, yes what the voice said was true, after all his clothes are rumpled, his shoes are torn, and his hair unkept but that was the only truth the voice could see.