We can never go back to the way things were once we know the truth of life. We can obviously try and go back, but time and time again we will find a brick wall with buzz saws waiting to meet us.
The truth is a sharp blade that decimates anyone in its path. Anyone unfamiliar with the sharpness of its cutting teeth will not know how to handle such a dangerous instrument. Many of us walk blindly into death, not knowing that the truth will severe us from our old self.
But here is the thing about truth, you always now it when you see it, because you always knew it all along. It was not someone else keeping it from you. It was you keeping it from you. This is the hardest truth of all. That we willfully hide from ourselves the truth of any parts of our lives so that we can sleep better, or get on with our sad excuses for lives.
Knowing the truth might make us quit our job, or leave a relationship, or hell stop eating, drinking, and thinking the way that we do. And shit if we did that, well hell, our whole lives would change and we can’t change our whole lives, not little old us. We spent a life time building this damn house that we now live in with all the crap that we now OWN, what do I want with truth? I like my toaster.
God the knife cuts with such power that we fear even the thought of it. We fear all of it.
It cuts our roots out and says try again, this time start with the truth of who you are, what you are. Do not leave a single poisoned root because doing so could infect the whole process.
And you know what, it hurts. All of it hurts. Cutting yourself off from the life you thought you were supposed to have. Cutting yourself off from the things you wanted to do, or thought you were supposed to do. The shit is painful and unforgiving as Hell, but it doesn’t matter not in light of the truth.
All that matters when the truth shows up is that you are no longer capable of being the same person as you once were. You have to be the person the truth shows you to be. Hiding any longer is like playing hide in seek in broad day light standing in an open field with your eyes closed, thinking that because you can’t see anything, nothing can see you.
Well, guess what, everyone sees it. We wear the truth we hide all over us like cheap cologne and an oversized fur coat in summer.
If the truth doesn’t set you free in this life, it will set you free from this life.
So let it be, let it be, let it be. The truth is here for you and me to see.
The good news is that it is the best life you will ever have living in the truth.
“If People do not fear death,
How can you threaten them with death?
But if people with a normal fear of death
Are about to do something vicious,
And I could seize and execute the,
Who would dare?
There is always an official executioner.
Trying to take the executioner’s place
Is like trying to replace a master woodworker
Few would not slice their own hands.TTC 74 (Addiss & Lombardo)