Warming Up

There's something special about 'truth'.

We all look for it in one way or another. We want the world to be truthful to us, at least occasionally, perhaps not when we wonder if these pants make us look fat or when we slip on a patch of ice early on a winter's day and wonder if anyone saw us fall. Those times are more suited to illusion and being blissfully wrapped within them.

Otherwise we want truth, occasionally demand it. When a newspaper article is riddled with errors, we become upset. When a 'reality' show on television is revealed to be scripted in some way, we become offended. If a politician misspeaks, we are quick to correct.

Yet, we are lied to constantly, every day, by these entities and others. On a daily basis, we accept these lies. Why? I think because we're too tired to fight constantly.

Sometimes we're lied to for 'our own good'. I can accept that. An undercover police officer is 'lying' but in order to right a wrong. If the Na'Dar hadn't landed so prominently that day in 1954, don't you think the government wouldn't have tried to cover it up? To lie to us about the visit of aliens? How different would our planet be if we didn't know about some of the other beings that surround us? I don't know. Maybe we would have flying cars by now.

I don't think I'm here to right some wrong or to crusade for truth or anything big like that. I just want you to know that I want to be truthful as I speak to you, whomever you might be, via this conduit. I may or may not change your mind about anything. That's okay. There's nothing to say that you need to believe anything I say is truth. As long as it is my truth, the truth as far as I know it, I'll be happy.

That was an oddly pretentious beginning. I don't think it'll always be like this, so trying to be deep, but it might be. We shall see.