Some acolytes worship the pentagon that appears on the floor of the temple,
for it is the manifestation of Heaven upon Earth and represents the
enlightenment granted from on high.
Other acolytes worship the star that appears on the ceiling of the temple,
for it is surely the shape of Heaven itself and represents the divinity
toward which all striving should be directed.
Yet a third group recognizes that both shadows are drawn from the shape of
the temple itself, and that neither is more or less true than the other.
These acolytes scoff at those who worship mere shadows, and instead worship
the temple itself as a symbol of the ultimate and united reality from which
all diverse phenomena proceed like so many cast shadows.
A fourth group sees that the idea of reality is itself a shadow, and is drawn
from yet another Reality that is beyond naming, beyond seeing and beyond
understanding and is thus only to be wondered at in all its possible and
The fifth group, empty to overflowing, sits laughing at its own omniscient
ignorance and gets invited to all of
really kick-ass parties.
(And, speaking of
really nifty temples...)