For me and I assume, for most people, thoughts and dreams are so much more than mere words,
but also images, ideas and things that cannot be described by regular means of writing.
With that conclusion I started to use this place to translate my experiences and visions of this world and beyond
with a writing style that is best described as a hybrid of philosophy and poetry written in metaphors.
For me this feels like the best way to express something with meaning that isn't supposed to mean one certain thing to all who reads the text,
but (hopefully) hundreds of different things to hundreds of different people.
Though you may find some writing here that is just plain old "thought-translation" without any metaphors in it.
Merw.

05 september 2008

Truth and Illusion

More and more, I found truth to be nothing more than an illusion.
It always is isn't it?, even to those who feel they've found truth,
isn't it only an illusion that originates in them comfusing truth with a feeling?
One could speculate that if there is such a thing as truth it is no more
than a simple human feeling that originates from the biological bodies that we inhabit.
Or, one could speculate that if there is a truth it will always be out of reach for being such as
humans that live in total inperfection and illusion.
But I can't determine though, which is more sad, ignorant bliss or intelligent despair.
I feel trapped in both states. So, is that the conclusion?
That the truth is that there is no truth?
I don't really like that.

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