a sense of his story…”barely holding on”
ave a proper gander…see what really happened…how will you find truth…when his story lies…
If we have any potential for progress at all as humans experiencing our lives, it can only be fully achieved if we seek our own truth. We must take individual responsibility in order to make collective progress. Freedom of choice relies heavily on our “beliefs” and our education. All our beliefs are based on our daily conditioning. Since the advent of the spoken word it has been very obvious that lies can shape our lives. The outright lies are now more of a smokescreen used for distraction and deception; whilst a buffoon lies and distracts, the real villains move freely in for the kill. Let’s assume you already know that politicians lie, I really don’t need to expand on that do I? What if they always did, all the time, believing some of their lies were truths. We are back to “beliefs” again. So I gaze through history, most of the time an event is listed with the date and a name but what makes it truth? You do, yes you. Sure that event happened on the date written on the page but what really shaped that event and also did it really happen at all, so many questions unanswered. Every split second of every day history gets made and then gets distorted by his story. The longer we live within a belief system the more it gets compounded and distorted. The sheer weight of history is crushing our truth today, yet we continue to follow the lies and distortions, we let his story become our reality.
Where is the truth and how do we find it? I tried to find it in philosophy, it helped me understand what truth is. I tried to find it in religion, it showed me an idea of truth. I searched high and low, I even studied the psychology of truth, which showed me how fragile our truth really is. I delved deeper into more mystic paths and they shed a light on what we call truth. I eventually started letting go of finding what truth is and found it. It was with me all the time, the truth is mine and mine alone. Is it all an illusion, everything we see, hear, smell, taste and touch, is it fake? Could it be an ever changing pulse, a mirage created by each and everyone of us. Probably.
So, who do we trust? I can answer this for me and me alone. I trust my instinct, my intuition, my inner moral compass. I have no idea what I am doing, most of the time. I am exploring the outer reaches of our galaxy on the inside, somewhere between my brain and my heart, somewhere clearly undefined by science. Talking of undefined, when did my moral compass get set? When did I start using a bullshit detector? Why do I exist? How small do I have to be in order to be everything? I can only start this explanation of what I am if i know who I am and I can only know who I am if I let go of what I was and accept I may never really find out. Sounds like gobbledygook nonsense to me, lets turn on the bullshit detector and find out….
Just as I thought, its bullshit. Wait a minute….who calibrated this detector? Hmm, I did! Was I using my intuition? Yup, sure was. Wait up, how did I get that intuitive feeling? Yup, I learned it from my experience. Is my narrow human perception truly able to decide what is real and what is bullshit? Nope. One step forward two steps back. That was fun for a bit, now its old and I’m bored with it. Faulty machine anyway.
“In my humble opinion” what a strange and ridiculous statement that is, it so undervalues my opinion, my belief, my take on what comes next. Am I able to make a value judgement? Am I to trust my meandering thoughts? Are my thoughts, values and judgements any better or worse than the next man? “In my experience” I believe many wild and brilliant things are possible. Even now after approximately 200,000 years of humans being on this earth, I still believe we can choose to change our current course, move towards a greater understanding of ourselves and fulfill our full potential as kind, loving, caring beings.
I no longer believe I am on a journey, I no longer believe that someone will come and save me, I no longer believe I am merely flesh and blood, I no longer believe I am a victim of circumstance, I no longer believe I have a destiny or destination. I do believe I am a man having a human experience as Nigel Roland Mitchell and everything is possible. That being said, I will not follow fools. I will lead by example and be kind, caring and considerate.
I will re-write his story as my story and make it musical and entertaining.
This is a good start point….