One night a foolish man looked down a well. The water at the bottom was like a mirror. The man saw the moon in the water.

I say a moon, even though it did not resemble a moon any more than the one we had seen plunge into the depths a few moments before: however, this new moon had a very different way of being different.

Like someone said, "perfect as a moon falls on the water, you can saw it's shadow, they can not salvage it up perfectly." Their nature, are consistent.