Saturday, 3 September 2011
Had an epiphany this morning. This one's been a long time coming. It's about lies and its opposite, truth. I've told many lies in my past and have been told lies to by many people. What is the nature of a lie? What is the nature of truth? These are questions I've been seriously pondering since I was a teen. Now I think I've finally started to find some clarity with this issue. I think it is to do with the human condition. We all tell lies and we all are truthful to one degree or another. This is where the definition of a lie and of (a) truth really begs the question. For example, not being open about a subject in your life is a way of concealing the truth, a form of dishonesty, no? Believing in superstition and fantasy is a way of deceiving yourself and acting on it can hurt yourself and others. Why do humans need to be dishonest? I think it is because of the human condition ~ we are here, we are aware and none of us know for certain wtf is going on. We're all relatively insane. We tell lies as form of coping with this conundrum. One thing I do know for sure though. Truth does set one free, and one can never grasp the whole truth. One must seek it from a humble perspective, hearing all sides of the stories to even get a foothold in the door of truth, and freedom.