Truth
What is truth?
Can it be spoken
Or written?
Can it transcend gender, race, nationality, and ability?
Can it transcend status, income, role, station, preferences, appearance,
intelligence, (What is that?)?
Can it transcend religion, culture, family, and geography?
Mustn’t it?
How can it be truth if it depends on the vagaries of where and when one was born?
(And how?)
And truth about what?
Mathematics?
No!
About what I am!
And therefore about what you are!
But, we are too afraid of finding that out!
That’s the truth that would take us out to Rumi’s field, beyond our differences
That’s the truth that would let us see decorating the prison walls for what it is
That’s the truth that would end all suffering
That’s the truth that would end all fears
That’s the truth that would reveal the central issue, which is the conflict
in ourselves from which all conflict arises
That’s the truth that would make the game truly worth the candle
Damn! That’s the truth I want!
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