Reality.
Being.
All seeing.
All feeling.
The problem, as is with the problem with all beer (Young Einstein) is that it lacks bubbles.
I really am convinced that there is something existing that exists outside us all, within us all as well, that exists without permission, without apology, without influence from, without question.
This is truth.
Not unlike a tree in the forest.
The forest is often used in metaphor, and I can see why.
There is in a forest a calm, peaceful, steady, unyielding, unforgiving, incorruptible being so I like trees as an example of truth.
They just exist, whether or not I choose to see them, am capable of seeing them, or define and rationalize them. They are there anyway.
Truth exists, with or without an observer.
So, Insanity, the truth is that you can accept the truth or not but it doesn’t change to suit your mood.
Be True
I try to keep my truths simple, and few in number. Lately I try to stick with one basic truth: Life Is.
Simple. Ambiguous. Perfect.
It always suits my mood.
The truth gets you in trouble though. Look at Bill’s comments of truth that he let loose with due to emotion. It’ll be interesting to see what happens next.