The Edge of Uncertainty
We abandon ourselves from the Truth, which may be the substance of who we are.
We would not do so, if we knew what our Truth is.
If there is one, how do we know it?
We all gaze, we search, but how do we know what we found is- just a dream even for a moment?
Of course, we can't fail love, empathy, beauty, and grief that this life gives us. A pursuit. But how is it the pursuit for the Truth? If this pursuit is the Truth, where is our Self that we went looking for?
Have we found ourselves by the Truth we thought it was?
How do we know, what we know?
When we say, this is true therefore I submit my life to this tune and float forever in its melody. What we submit to, will that decide our path?
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The truth is, I do not know, but i don't want to abandon my Self, I want to keep looking. I want to stay and hum to the beating of the universe. I'm uncertain, and this uncertainty, that I do not know, has become my belief. I pursue the glories of this life, with a harmonious tie with the unknown, to the thing, I know, but might never know.
To cry sometimes, to smile
