Life consists of many steps towards the right direction interspersed by missteps that probably got us nursing a defeated will to fight for the truth in everything. Sometimes, truth may be harder than languishing in the comfort of lies. Indeed, much more trying and scary.
Is that the reason that I see the sad faces of denial? I am no saint but by God, I do try to live my truth. It is hardly a bed of roses, or for that matter, the thorns are nonetheless less painful than the caress of reality's cold, harsh hands on your face when your ignorance is slapped out of your foggy mind. It perplexed me to contemplate the logic behind many a face I have come to recognise as acquaintances that masquerade as your friends. But then my most loved and dearest of families and friends caution me to put common sense on something that is purely tyrannical and sick.
Seeing someone who is so befuddled in their own maze of confusion yet bemoaning the debt that the world owes them is akin to watching a bad movie in slow motion. You squirm in your seat for it to finish quickly, you try to even convince yourself to get with it to perhaps soften the impact of boredom, bewildered acceptance of your own lowering of your value system to accommodate such irrational behaviour. Survival does drive us to operate outside of our beliefs framework.
The flip side is actually learning from it. Recognising that you do not want to be part of it. Putting a stop to it. Cutting the evil cord. Turning away from the sharp, judgemental pointing finger. For it is never too late to look at yourself in the mirror and ask if this is seriously something you can honestly go to your grave and be happy with your conduct.
I am blessed with many wonderful souls that care about me. I am touched by so many that I have met that guided me to higher awareness.
If that someone cannot understand and spits at you, then trust that your circle of protection formed by the love and care of those who truly matter to you, will envelope you in the light of good and strong.
And to those who choose to draw the knife too close to heart... remember this:
You play with fire, you get burnt;
You play with knives, you get cut;
You play with your own truth, you die before your time is up.
