As I stared into the bathroom mirror this morning at about 3 a.m., I realized something about myself and the world. We are both moving on in our own ways, getting older if you will but we will address that later. What was most striking about my dazed and tired line of thinking is that truth needs to be more at the forefront of how we all live.
Truth is either fact, which can only be narrowly defined or it is reality which gives us all the opportunity to bend the definition to fit who we are. In future posts when I address the truth, I will not specify that it is my opinion or belief I will simply state it as truth. What I say, think and feel are based in my reality which is not all that different from yours. What may be different is the amount of fact included in my reality. For reasons you already know, or will find out in later posts, I spend a lot of time researching, reading, and gathering information to satiate my curiosities and form my view of the world around me. I am well educated not only in academics but in life. My brain never stops assessing and evaluating what I see, think and feel. I count my truth and therefore my reality as heavy on fact.
This may seem pompous or elitist but it is simply truth. I enjoy smart people and smart conversations and I can guarantee I will not participate unless I have something factual to add, which I do most times. This near obsession to know about everything around me is a curse as much as it is a blessing. It allows me to be very in tune with who I am and how I operate. On the other hand I cannot go through life oblivious to anything around me. I wish I truly could just roll with the punches or accept things as they are and be happy but I cannot. It’s like finding the flaw, always finding the flaw in the masterpiece. The flaw overwhelms the ability to enjoy the whole piece.
In the near future I am going to cover topics such as obesity, religion, the human condition and it’s struggles or anything else that could benefit from truth telling.