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I'm Laayla. I ramble. I rant. I question. I complain... and sometimes I happen to enlighten.

Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Truth.

While we stay fixated on what is true, we confuse ourselves within lies. As hard it is to readjust our perspective to realign ourselves with what's right, we can't help but feel so wrong. The truth isn't defined by our belief of what it is, but rather what it exists as its own. Our facts, formed by our eyes, our ears, and our senses, is subjective at every corner, at every turn. Misconceptions. Miscommunication. Misunderstandings. We are misguided at every "truth." But see, it becomes too hard to dissect our truth to find the real one. It becomes too difficult to detach ourselves from our assurance. We can't give birth to doubt when assurance reigns our mind. We cannot subject ourselves to such harsh conditions where our truth may not be just that. It's horrendous just considering it for even a second! How can it be? How can something we have touched, seen, heard, smelled, and tasted not be what we have defined it to be? How can our definitions be just descriptions, skewed by our opinions? How can these facts we have revealed just be opinions after all? OR worse... misinformation? Can it be that what we believe to be the truth is anything but that? Can it be that we go on with our lives for years and years just to convince ourselves that our truth is the only truth and that anyone challenging it is an advocate of lies? That we are not capable of lies because our memory serves us right? That our memory of what we have touched and seen and heard and smelled and tasted is so accurate.... no one can change a second of those moments with their OWN truths? This is what I have been dealing with today. I've been interacting with a person who feels that their truth is the ultimate truth, while everyone else around disagrees. This person's memory is evidence for the truth they believe in. How can memory not be an altered version of the truth? How can memory be so right? Memories are distorted. Present emotions influence past ones. How can OUR sense of what our memories ARE be any close to the truth? It sounds like it would be anything but! We are fueled by anger and misguided emotions. We are troubled. We are broken and we think our false memories can bring us closer to a solution. Well, solutions cannot be reached if the situation is built on a lie, an altered memory, a made up problem, a distortion. And there you have it people, what my day has been like today. Sitting there, trying to reason with someone to convince them that their truth is anything but that. It is like asking for a believer to give up his faith. It's undoable unless you can show them something greater. What's greater than your truth? The real truth.