
Truth
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None of us are who we truly are. We are the image which we present to the world around us. We have our own image of what and who we are, but the world has a different image of who and what we are.
"If we could see ourselves as others see us......."
And yet, the world does not see the truth of who we are. The Venetians explore this theme of existence through their Masks. The Truth is hidden from others and even from ourselves. How do we attain the Truth and how do we know it, as being the Truth?
Perhaps we only come near to knowing the Truth when we have seen the evil that Man has done. To appreciate goodness, we must be aware of evil........
Truth is not a high and mighty ideal of human creation and knowledge.
Truth has long coat-tails and the threads of those coat-tails are very dirty indeed.........
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Hi Coco.
"If we could see ourselves as others see us......."
And yet, the world does not see the truth of who we are. The Venetians explore this theme of existence through their Masks. The Truth is hidden from others and even from ourselves. How do we attain the Truth and how do we know it, as being the Truth?
Perhaps we only come near to knowing the Truth when we have seen the evil that Man has done. To appreciate goodness, we must be aware of evil........
Truth is not a high and mighty ideal of human creation and knowledge.
Truth has long coat-tails and the threads of those coat-tails are very dirty indeed.........
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Hi Coco.

"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
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Sandra. Yes. Truth can be a very painful fact to live with. For example, people are told every day by their doctors that they have an incurable illness. It is the Truth and the thought of it in their minds hurts as much as the illness. It is why I said that I was being serious about Truth, when I started this Thread.
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
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Byron, i was thinking of disguise, today, and here it appears. Our intrepatation of truth is based on our values. Our values (to some) ARE MORE AND MORE DISGUISED. The reality (if we can see it), is somewhat diffrent and interpolated. Therefore because we have very little perception of reality, it appears as a disguise or mask of the zorro truth.
Georges
Georges
I am a right bad ass, dankish prince and I love my Violet to bits.
You won't find truth in religion or in philosophy or in words.
I don't know what truth is but I suspect you may find a glimmer of it by looking into the eyes of a man who watches a loved one die, knowing he will inevitably lose her...
or in the eyes of a woman who's just given birth...
or in the despair of a hungry or abused child...in the slaughter on a battlefield...
and in the almost unbearable beauty of a sunrise with birds singing and the smell of damp ground overwhelming your senses...
or the sweet sadness of a lamenting Coltrane or the drama of Beethoven.
I think truth is personal and eventually we all find our way to our very own brand of it.
Jo
I don't know what truth is but I suspect you may find a glimmer of it by looking into the eyes of a man who watches a loved one die, knowing he will inevitably lose her...
or in the eyes of a woman who's just given birth...
or in the despair of a hungry or abused child...in the slaughter on a battlefield...
and in the almost unbearable beauty of a sunrise with birds singing and the smell of damp ground overwhelming your senses...
or the sweet sadness of a lamenting Coltrane or the drama of Beethoven.
I think truth is personal and eventually we all find our way to our very own brand of it.
Jo
"... to make a pale imitation of reality with twenty-six juggled letters"
"... all words are lies because they can only represent one of many levels of being"
Sober noises of morning in a marginal land.
"... all words are lies because they can only represent one of many levels of being"
Sober noises of morning in a marginal land.
I keep thinking I have, Byron, and then I forget what I was looking for...but I have found something more tangible...my pirate under the bed
It took me long enough but I finally did find my one central truth - all things are possible if you believe hard enough and those that aren't you never really wanted anyway.
Jo

It took me long enough but I finally did find my one central truth - all things are possible if you believe hard enough and those that aren't you never really wanted anyway.
Jo
"... to make a pale imitation of reality with twenty-six juggled letters"
"... all words are lies because they can only represent one of many levels of being"
Sober noises of morning in a marginal land.
"... all words are lies because they can only represent one of many levels of being"
Sober noises of morning in a marginal land.