Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Truth
Truth is simple, is pure and is exact. There is no elaboration, it may be concise, but it doesn't set out to deceive. It is however elusive, and will not raise its head for each one who wants it to raise its head for them. And truth doesn't believe in 'facts' and other ignorance that refuses question. Truth is a liar to the lost. They will not be touched by it, it will avoid them. The nature of truth lies in love and beauty, so to be in touch with truth, then you would have to be in touch with love and beauty. There is a place, a direction, a house to visit, and when you arrive there, you will receive its riches, and nowhere has greater riches than truth.
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