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Funny Ton Si Thurt Eth The Truth Is Not Enough

 

  The Truth Is Not Enough  

 

                      

 

    Truth?     #¿$&!    

How's this:

There is no such thing as 'truth' for truth is a perception of reality and 'reality' is comprised of consciousness and sentient beings.

There are those who assert there is no such thing as an 'inanimate object'.

Sentient beings are made up of desire, loyalty, fear and conflict as well as love and luck.

How we perceive our world depends upon the window through which we look and which facet we see.

Have you never encountered or heard about someone who is berated and derided by some yet loved and supported by others?

Which side is right?

Right about what?

'History' & 'Science' claim impartiality but what we see are battles of claims and rebuttals.

'Facts' are interpretations to be challenged and often they are later reversed.

Take, for example, this load of bilge right here. Is it not nonsense? Or what, exactly?

It ain’t wotcha see but the way that’chya see it?  

    "GOOD" is that which I desire coming towards me while that which I fear recedes.    
    "BAD" is that which I fear coming towards me while that which I desire leaves.       

 

 


 

 

    Who's View?    

Freedom of speech? "Bye bye."

Lobots (from 'lobotomy'): powerful stupid sentimentalists who persecute truth-seekers. Anyone who challenges the Victim's Version of history must be condemned and criminalised (especially when there's money involved).

Tolobs (anagram of lobot): complicated over-sensitive people who can't see the wood for the trees and pine-needles.

Slob Bots (madey-up term): Reactionaries who dedicate their time and energy to proving everyone is wrong and the world is a horrid conspiracy.

Bimb-Airs (Bimbos & Air-Heads): Nice, easy-going friendly people who just get on with their lives and try to look at the sunny side.

...and how many more?

Those who brought lightness into our world, who sprinkled our lives with music and joy

Vanish without trace, their names forgotten, yet their legacy's more precious than the Battle For Troy

  I know I talked a lot of rubbish when later I can't remember a word I said.      

 


 

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