The sound of insight – that pause that happens when a great idea comes. Then gone like a flash. For some reason, human beings find it very hard to live in a state of truth. Sometimes we walk right into it and we do not notice, sometimes we seek it and do not find it, sometimes we follow it along for a while then lose it along the way, distracted by the cheap imitations of the city lights. On some occasions the truth crosses our exact path, and that encounter is enough to change us forever, even after the essence of the truth has zoomed off into the forest.
I once had a conversation with a great friend about the nature of truth (as you do). He used the analogy and language of trying to ‘grasp’ the truth with his hands (a well-conceived analogy). But then a response came from somewhere inside me; I retorted by saying that, “but shouldn’t the truth float freely in the air?” When I said this, something like this song was playing in the background of the atmosphere – like just after Pharoahe Monch says “…let it live, let it reverberate” around 1:08. Truth had slowed down right in front of me and that statement was my response. Then the chorus horns were like the skid marks of the proverbial car zooming away into the distance. That statement remains to this day one of the most profound things I have ever said, and now here it is floating freely in cyberspace.
The truth is not boring, don’t believe the lie. The truth is as dynamic as the bass counterpointing the keys. As stable as the track’s basic rhythm, yet as unique as the trumpet freestyle throughout the song – the truth is a paradox and it is floating freely in the air, look up!
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