I’ve reached the point where true
is not the opposite of false
or even the absence of false. Truth
has shouldered itself beyond its borders.
Its definition has been ripped from my dictionary.
Or maybe it was always like that.
In fact, the whole of my dictionary
is an inadequate definition of truth . . .
or what I suppose truth to be,
far beyond the grasping mind.
Such a great part of human suffering
is human beings clinging to a truth
that’s just not large enough to hold its meaning.
Not large enough to include everyone and
everything.
O child of God, if you are sure of anything
be sure it is not the truth.
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