As one delves deeper into unraveling the true nature of things, it becomes increasingly evident that nothing about this world defines much in the way of certainty. It’s all theater, variations on themes, recycled myths, stories and narratives, and endless apparent cycles of birth, death and renewal. What do we really know about the truth of anything?
Tag: narrative
We’re talking, sharing opinions, arguing and debating, but we’re not listening. We’re absolutely not listening to each other.
It’s almost amusing how ramped up the efforts have become regarding the silencing, censoring, blocking, erasing and banning of dissenting, contradicting, “alternative” voices. Are you at all concerned?
How much do we fear being our true selves?