After an astute observation by my friend Clark, I finally realized the truth about something. No matter how difficult I find it to rationalize this truth I cannot escape its grasp. The truth is, Ashlee Simpson is a cunning linguist.
Ok. Seriously. She is not a cunning linguist (example – “You make me want to La La La") but her rant about how her significant other makes her want to “La La La” brought a good point to my attention. When we as people are faced with an adversary or a difficult happenstance, we can either face it, grit and all, or just put our hands over our ears and yell at the top of our lungs “La La La.”
The latter option seems to make no sense because it does not evoke a resolution, but rather it provides an absence of awareness in order to delay the inevitable. I apply this situation to a person’s desire to understand truth, particularly the truth of life. Radical Christians make signs and throw Bibles in people’s faces, radical Muslims turn themselves into vessels of destruction, and people simply not willing to listen to each other do not give themselves the chance to reason with each other and find the truth about life. Is it not depressing that people are so consumed with knowing their "truth" as opposed to ultimate truth?
Variables within this dilemma always apply. The argument of whether life is just an illusion and a manipulating of our senses. The argument of what truly happens when one dies. There are so many different views on these subjects but few people have the self-control to not let their emotions get the best of them and actually have an intelligent discussion. If we honestly believe we have “truth,” should we not have the capability to discuss it with others without becoming irate?
I believe there is truth in life. I believe people are capable of finding truth. There is a way to find truth in this life, and I believe it is all encompassed in the Way, Truth, and Life.
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