My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Friday, September 20, 2013
The Thing About Truth
It is obvious but I was surprised to read we do not own truth. We accept and can participate in it. We can act upon it, but truth is not possessed. Its being does not permit such control. We can own an opinion or have a thought, but truth is different.
Labels:
acceptance,
action,
control,
participation,
realization,
truth
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