In defense of truth
Well, went back and read my last post. Oops. Musta been a little grimmish when I excreted that. Think I was one truth over the line too many and all that truth kind of swelled, popped, and oozed. Had a truth rash. Too much disagreement under one skin.
Actually, I do think it is possible to know the truth, or specifically, a truth.
The Truth, the one that applies to everyone in every circumstance, strikes me as nothing more than a power grab. There are some truths even a dog may know, such as it’s nice to lie in the sun with your mouth open, breathing a lot, but that’s not the kind of truth we’re talking about. The kind of truth I mention is the kind where you get mad if somebody thinks it’s a lie.
Truth as emotion based on reason: My dear father used to remark upon occasion how strongly it struck him that no matter where he went in the world, people were the same. I tried understanding that viewpoint, since Dad was pretty wise about a lot of stuff, but never managed to get my brain around it. I was always astonished at how completely different people could be from one another. Even those living under the same roof might be existing worlds apart.
As far as I can tell, every experience is utterly unique, every person or subject in pomo jargon is a complete and profound universe in itself. It is possible to know The Truth within one of those universes. But when one assumes that a truth that is true for oneself applies to all others…etc.
See? Here I go, making truth again. Doggone it, that’s what I was raving against.
Have to admit it, I’m a truth addict. I want it all the time. But not because it’s true, only because it’s peaceful. Sure is relaxing when I know the truth. My mission is to relax into mystery. Today anyway.
Was planning on defending truth, but not sure I did a very good job of it. Still off my feed.
Your sometime fudger,
LWIII
HI,
My name and email seem to be constantly stuck under ‘Leave a Comment’ can you delete please. I haven’t been able to.
I’ve been busy packing, well more like reviewing every little thing in my life, especially in the last 3 years since moving here. My story is this (I read that you don’t tell your story more than 3 times), maybe for the 4th time….. Sold one house owned jointly (which I personally spent many hours reviewing the building/design process) and looked and bought a new place completely on my own! New address, reverted name, new identity……NEW!!!!!BUT FIRST WEED OUT THE OLD or not so much old as what is relevant to me now (and space permitting, worthy of my attention now and in the future).
My truth or the pursuance of it is on hold. Distraction, I know, and have made a HUGH revelation about my past and guilt last night. A friend told me about this process of looking straight ahead and moving your eyes back and forth; left and right 24 times to recall old memories and later that evening it happened. I like to have a ‘jetted tub’ occasionally; well more than occasionally. It is my nurturing, me time, meditation and I do really excellent journaling in my head amidst the bubbles and relaxation! The really major revelation was as I was imaging this old stuff; letting go and seeing it wash down the drain. Good imagery except that the words were ‘Let my SINS go’ down the drain. Whoa where did that come from. What old belief is that? I don’t think in terms of ‘SIN’. GUILT for sure….but sin/hell; really bad person…..my childhood teachings…ah religion! Whatever my affirmations, my conscious mind does is not on the same page as my unconscious mind on this one. Integration is my new truth. It does feel lonely! but exciting also.
Enough about me….Hope this finds you in good spirits and ready to take on the truth however you understand or search it out to be.
Joy and Gratitude
Diane
I think I deleted my email info?? Talk to you next week from my new place.
Have and awesome week.
Love
D
No, I lied. My name and email are still showing????
D
Hey Tom,
I don’t know if there is much I can add to what Diane has written, but I’ll try. The specific me gets really upset when someone denies an “in your face” truth. There is a certain thrill, unpleasant as it is, about being right and the other person being wrong. The unspecific ME prefers instead to seek what unites than what divides, and is more likely to ask that other person out for a drink to chat about stuff. It’s more fun.
Love,
D
Hi David, thanks for pitching in on the truth. What a morass the truth is. If there was only one person on the planet, the truth would be a picnic.
Love right back at ya!
LWIII
Yep, it’s a morass, everyone’s shouting out at an empty universe instead of looking within where we’re all joined as family.
Otherwise, hope you’re doing well buddy.