“When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?
Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness.
Too much sanity may be madness!
And maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!” -Cervantes in the 1972 Musical, Man of La Mancha
In madness, I seek a reality beyond this life–this world.
For I believe that that is Truth.
And I believe that it does not cease to be True whether considered orthodoxy or heresy.
And I believe it to be found everywhere; more so, to find me everywhere.
And while I know that I will never fully know–that is, that no matter how much ‘truth’ is revealed here and now, it is only a shadow of (not a distortion, but merely that it cannot compare) that deeper Truth, that ‘real’ Reality that is to come, it does not stop me from seeking.
Even at times, in the darkest of places.
Here (this blog) are my thoughts on it.
I have had to let go of a lot of what I have been ‘taught to believe,’ in order to seek. For when clinging to the old–or previous beliefs, it can (and does) often time get in the way of the broader, widening grandeur of the kingdom of True Reality. And as often as that is the case, is as often as it is difficult to face, to let go, and to be taught the real, the true, the new.
Yet there is a core of beliefs that I cannot let go of (even if I desired to do so):
I believe there to be only one TRUTH, but that everyone has their own unique experience of it.
I believe there to be only one WAY, but all will be found by it sooner or later.
I believe there to be only one LIGHT, but it more often than not takes darkness to see it.
I believe there to be only one LIFE, but it takes you dying to live it.
And I believe that all–ALL on the earth have either come to know (‘yada,’ relationally), or will come to know (in this life/age, or the coming), just what–and more precisely, who, that truth, that reality is.
Above all else, I believe that to long for truth, one must realize a lie; to be found by the way, takes being lost first; to desire light, one must be tired of darkness; to find life, one must realize their own death first; and to know love, one must desire to be loved.
To know the plot behind the whole story truly, one must be willing to help tell it.
~And let the world be better for this.