There is always at least two sides to every story. Somewhere in between is where the truth is hidden. Those who seek the truth, even when it is not what they want to hear, will live the most genuine life. Your decisions may be the same, but they will be based upon an unadulterated integrity. If there is a small voice inside you whispering questions, have the courage to seek the answers, lest your personal truth becomes counterfeit by omission. Decisions made, actions taken, judgments ruled -- sans listening to every faction with as much objectivity as humanly possible -- will always be based upon warped evidence, ultimately causing those who continue stand upon such flawed reality, to fall.
YOUR POINT OF VIEW IS ALWAYS WELCOMED
INCONSEQUENTIAL (THROUGH A CHILD’S EYES)
What my truth is
When it’s not yours
Becomes a lie --
Or so you say
And makes me cry.
Whatever you choose not to believe
Is minimized.
Dismissed.
Trivialized.
As you shake your head
Say I’m mistaken
Calling my truth a lie
And it makes me cry.
Your hugs and kisses
For others’ sake.
I can’t believe they’re real
Not fake.
When you make me invisible
Replaced by your new loves.
Wasn’t that your father’s take…
And now your legacy for me?
So why should I bother
To tell you my truth
Only to have you tell me
That I should not believe myself
Because my truth is not yours
And you betray me
Every time.
And I cry.
from the book, "Ramblings Through the Attic of Thought"