Taijitu

But, when it comes down to it, the truth will always reveal itself to those that seek it. Though frayed by history the truth can’t ever really be erased. The truth, like the heart, is stubborn. It refuses to be stilled. And this is important because it is the truth, like the heart, that keeps us alive. It remains coded in drum beats, kicks, snares and hi hats. It remains coded in sighs, shrugs, eyerolls, absences and inflections. It remains coded in gaps, sanitations, assasinations, allegations and coincidences. It remains coded in moments, desires, motivations, results, responses.

To the discerning eye, the truth will always be a place that can be arrived at.

Perhaps it is this knowledge that destroys those who seek.

Perhaps it is this knowledge that fuels those who seek.

Perhaps it is naivete about how deep the frays of history can cut.

And that it is not for lack of power that history fails to conquer truth. It is not for lack of will. It is not for lack of effort – and deliberate effort.

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But, when it comes down to it, the truth will always be outside the reach of those who seek it. The truth is stumbled upon, like a man off the edge of a cliff – and an endless fall. The truth is a vortex that appears and disappears at will. And truth and time are fruits of the same tree and it continues to grow taller. Those who seek shelter increasingly risk serious injury come harvest. The tide of truth cannot  be avoided. The tide of truth cannot be found.

Perhaps it is this knowledge that destroys those who suppress

Perhaps it is this knowledge that fuels those who suppress.

Perhaps it is the tide, ebbing and flowing, ebbing and flowing.

And all there is, is swimming.

And all there is, is drowning.

 

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