(Continued from Part 1)
Then upon his return to the Eastern Lands where water flows freely across the surface of the land, in plenty from the skies, where the cooling winds caress your cheek in the early mornings dawn as dew rises gently upon leaf .and blade. Here in this land of plenty water was rationed and horded and pinched as though the last drop is near to spent.
Water conserved to the point it appeared near the end of everything we hold dear and nurturing. Water dribbling from tap, the flushing of a toilet a mere pittance, a politeness rather than a necessity. The shower and tap but a mere dribble of desperation so as to make one wonder if they were further off spitting upon themselves to attain cleanliness.
This! This was the moment that he knew all was truly as he had perceived it. The day all doubt was removed from his mind. That was the day the possibility he might simply not understand what was beyond his immediate view was removed from his mind and soul. He had been correct all along. This was the day he cast all doubt aside and asserted he was indeed correct all along despite what others expert or not asserted to the contrary.
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