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It just crossed my mind that truth is something we devised to try and balance the irreconcilable differences of the types of extremes that become apparent with dualities.
Like truth is a prize that we'll receive if we keep protecting our own version of what it all means.
I may be wrong, and often am, because funnily enough I encourage mistakes within myself to open my eyes to new ways of looking at things.
All things and beliefs are as readily real and shining in the glory of truth as "you need" them to be.
I occasionally quite enjoy reading stuff from the bible and enjoy the nature therein. It's cool and I like it.
I also really enjoy reading books about the unfolding of scientific discovery through the ages and that's really neat too.
The orthodoxies and dogma's of each don't interest me so much as the fact that I enjoying seeing passionate men and women behind each making their way through their own lives giving themselves to something and in doing so creating something greater than the sum of themselves.
I may also think we're all living in fantasy lands of our own creation no matter how many group together to prove the truth readily apparent to themselves by that action...
What appeals to me is seeing the strength of any persons will to forge their own picture in the light of those around them. Not so much the materials used but by the dexterity of actions taken and the empathies of users to the places they reside in.
It's what I enjoy.
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Once upon a time was, and was within the time, and through and around the time, the little seedling sown, was always and within, and the huge great tree grown.
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