Fly and his ship

Day 4,564, 16:48 • Published in Switzerland Indonesia • by Commoners
The fly was lifting up his head, like a pilot, on a blade of straw and (a pool of) ass's urine.
“I have called (them) sea and ship,” said he; “I have been pondering over that (interpretation) for a long while.
Look! here is this sea and this ship, and I am the pilot and skilled (in navigation) and judicious.”
He was propelling the raft on the “sea”: that (small) quantity appeared to him illimitable.
That urine was boundless in relation to him: where was the vision that should see it truly?
His world extends (just) as far as his sight reaches; his eye is so big, his “sea” is big in the same proportion.
So with the false interpreter : like the fly, his imagination is (foul as) ass's urine and his conception (worthless as) a straw.
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