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The new truth

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The notion that preconception and intuition could possibly be the same thing, or even closely related seems almost childlike in its innocent, naïve certainty. I’d always believed that they were poles apart, not even belonging in the same sentence.
One thing is certain though, they both harbour the same sticky quality of belief.
I read as a child once that faith can move a mountain and although I didn’t fully understand what I’d read, there seemed to be something there that was linked to a future that was too young to even be considered.
After all, all words are poetry, are they not? If it’s possible for the priests, healers and lawmakers to read into and interpret whatever they want to in The Bible, then it surely must be the same with all words and all people? That seems logical. Which brings me back to the phrase, naïve certainty. Can someone be naïve, but also confident in what he or she says or thinks? Well yes, because of the belief in those words and of course, the interpretation, which could be hidden in shadows or as bold as one would wish them to be.
By the same order that belief make things real, then just as surely is it true that the shape of your future can no longer be considered a fantasy.

As a child, I pondered moving a mountain with faith and wondered if you had to start with something small, for example a molehill and work yourself up through mounds and small hills before graduating to fully fledged mountains. The thing was though, I couldn’t bring myself to believe that a person could move a real mountain. I’d certainly never heard of it and I even went to the lengths of checking it out at the local library, drawing a blank of course. It was only when I reached my teens did I start to understand what it maybe meant.

Lies. Lots of them, varying in size. If I told my father a lie and he believed it, then it was no longer a lie. If he saw it for what it was, then my near future was bound to be laced with something nasty. With this concept, I’d inadvertently stumbled across the way of the world. I made a name for it, ‘the truth of lies.’

Decades later, a movie was released to the public with the title True Lies. I wish I’d thought of that, it was so apt.

Another thing that gave me an advantage over others as a child was that I soon came to realise that we all suffer from the same ailment, fear. Fear of what didn’t matter, but it was generally the fear of each other. In my mind, because we are basically all the same, I was led to understand that we must also fear ourselves, collectively and individually. That was quite an insight which allowed me to develop along a slightly adjusted route. To say that one could be fearless would be absurd, because there are always going to be circumstances or situations that will make your heart race and pump the shot of adrenaline that you need to survive the moment. I believed it was possible to control and contain fear, even by the use of bravado when doubt crept in, alone the appearance of fearlessness was often enough to vanquish a foe.

Fear has always been a great motivator. Slaves worked under the fear of losing their lives, modern slaves work for a pittance with the fear of having that dubious privilege removed. People now live with the constant panic and dread of meeting deadlines, keeping the boss happy and also the worry about how others perceive them. This creates stress which affects their health and may ultimately kill them. There is also the factor of debt to add to the equation. In our modern credit-driven society, almost everyone is in debt to a bank or other financial institution. This increases the pressure and sometimes, for some people, the only escape route is death.

Lies and fear. Oh yes, friends and neighbours, these two things go hand in hand and form the basis of what we call our society. Or civilisation. They lie, we believe, we fear.
If only we could find concrete proof. We know it’s happening, there’s not even any attempt to hide it, it’s blatant. But, when the finger is pointed, the denials start and the lie/truth is twisted round and used as a weapon against the accuser. We already know that the more we are told a lie, the more we will believe it, yet we do and then turn against those that inform us that we’re being lied to.

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Written by death whitney

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