Explanations are not asked, but given (or not). They might be listened to (or not).
How often our minds play nasty tricks on us. Speaking for myself, I've had more than my fair share of that.
We're particularly good at imagining worse-case scenarios. A small example, the christian concept of hell. The one of heaven is much blander, and less detailed. Just a few fluffy clouds and that shit.
It is a vice I try to stay away from. Life's hard enough as it is, is it not? Not always with success, I gotta add.
Because sometimes, fear will trigger aggression, and I do dislike the few times I have used a harsh word.
Truth. The great mistery. We penetrate this or that aspect a bit at a time, partially.
But it can be sought.
Sometimes, truth is just a short message away. My truth is in what I do. In what I say, not in what others adscribe to me in their perceptions.
I am who I am, my love. No more.
And no less.
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