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Toward the Unknown


The One Exactness simply "is", yet there are many "truths" along the path toward the one unknown exactness. These are the "truths" that I seek in my journey. The methods by which I seek "truth", as near as possible, are an exploration toward what I can know, not what I can't.

Most of these words that pour out of me are not (necessarily) mine alone. I know that sounds off, but it just IS my experience of the mind, body and spirit.

If knowing exists only in moments of experience, how is my take on them any different than another? It isn't opinion, judgement and/or labeling, it is interpretation. If the One Truth is not knowable at this juncture, then who is to say that you or I are right or wrong? That in and of itself would be a judgement call.

To qualify something as truth isn't an easy task. The "truth" by the tiniest fraction of non-exactitude is no longer the "truth". I often say that we all have it wrong, but it does not stop me from trying to discern the "truth" in this atmosphere of wrongness, whether it's the many varying smaller truths before us or the one exactness, the big IS.

Peace and Love


© 2014 Mark Richard Prime

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