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Of Truth, Reality and Life

What is truth? What is reality? People have asked these questions for hundreds of years, thousands of generations of searching and yet, we don’t know – do we? The minute we try to capture time ,it slips away from us, each second lost even as we process them. Think you can trust the solid earth beneath your feet? We’re clinging to the surface of a pea, hurtling through the universe, held together by laws of momentum and gravity, things too big and too small for us to properly even imagine. Everything we thought we know and believe is true, it’s a lie. Everything will burn one day, whither and die and be lost in the passing of time, everything is incredibly temporary.

I wonder often though; Is knowing all this good? How can we know the facts we’re discovering are real, not just the latest in flawed hypotheses. They believed that the earth was flat for thousands of years, and that seemed perfectly logical. And why shouldn’t it? We’re not gods, watching the universe it all it’s magnificence unfold. We are so small, in such a small world, so blind and dim and fumbling still, full of stupidity and mistakes, destruction in the name of creation.

And yet…we are more than just that. We dare to see beyond what our forefathers dared, we go even further with our minds and bodies and souls. We can never know all there is to know, and yet we keep trying. Isn’t that incredible? We never stop, never cease trying, because we want to know what’s out there, whats out there to know. We are barely learning to look after after ourselves and yet we’re making hops and skips and leaps and bounds all over in the most ridiculous places. We’re reaching for the stars, at the same time we’re fighting to keep half our world from being destroyed and/or dying. Life truly is full of contradictions, isnt it? What one person may know as the true word of god, the truth meaning behind a painting, another woman has a completely different and completely true knowledge and idea of the same subjects.

What is space, what is sound, what is time? And in the end, who really cares? It’s not as if we’re able to be certain of the answers anyway! Searching and discovering is wonderful, but remember that it could all be a complete fantasy, a ruse and completely invalid. I think if people went through life with more of that mentality people would take things less seriously, lead better lives, find something new, something good. Because there’s always something more to find.



Why do we need to care so much? Why do we need to talk to people and get involved in their messy lives and make ours messier? Why do we need to need others, let them matter so much to us, when the end of the day, they end up hurting us? Why do we consider that the more people a person cares or is cared about, the better they are? Do we really need to be so interdependant? People hurt each other, people mess up each other, raise hopes and let them down brutally, accidentally or not. We get distracted for a while when something shiny and new comes along, something that catches our eyes or tugs our hearts, and we chase it for a while. But then, it withers and is gone again, the pattern repeats itself over and over again. Are we really that stupid? How is growing these emotions of ours in any way good? They blossom, full of hope and joy and love, and then something goes wrong. Something always goes wrong. And it burns. All gone, down the rubbish-hole and start from scratch, again. When is it ever enough? When do we learn to stop?!? How do we know that this golden sunshine we search for isn’t fools gold, a shiny bauble on a string daring us ahead, tempting us onwards, a false hope that we somehow live for, live through all this useless, senseless pain! What is the point? Why haven’t we ever just …let go?