“Those who follow the truth, expecting answers from this source will receive them with time. However, those who cling to deception, expecting their answers will receive them almost instantly.”– Modern Romanticism
Part One – Human Nature
To Define Order
It is order that encompasses what does not, or should not, divide. A responsible person will understand order, since to divide oneself from it is forsaking what it means to earn freedom. To earn freedom is to be ordered of the self, then in comprehension that such of what is deserved cannot be gifted. Earning freedom, instead of expecting it being delivered without cost, is releasing the self, our truth, in the greater protection upon what is understood. An individual is no longer the slave when such is able to release themselves. To be considered free out of one’s own efforts, is always upon the difference between being stagnant or dutiful.
To see a goodness in freedom, though never relate it to order, is in the mindset of believing the former should be granted through chaos. A repetition to freedom is through the collective logic that could not be the same with individualism. Earning freedom is the mindset from the one who understands that in its relation to self-correction, is to displace the self from former wrongdoing. A wrongdoing that, by example, would have an individual incarcerated for an improper action. Such would then make of that individual needing to comprehend the necessity for being responsible. It is in this case, that to be responsible will correct the self, or otherwise wrongdoing will repeat the error in collectivist control. To earn freedom in the notion of being responsible is individualism through realizing that human error is the same as incapability.
Mistakes become known to be objective, out of the person who realize their inabilities. To be incapable, is to know one is not meant to commit themselves to a certain action that would bring about mistakes. It is in a person’s uncontrolled and unhindered ambitions that causes them to forsake accountability, for the desperate attempt to make a reality out of a delusional epiphany. Since through uncontrolled ambition, a person becomes delusional, it is then through such idealistic actions that a person merely reveals human flaw.
Upon the notion of inability, there is the stance for where resources are met, through where the mind stores them. By a person unable to be responsible is then to comprehend that their uncontrolled spending of resources is to misunderstand what is limited of chaos, out of disregard for order of the heart. If the heart is ordered, then it is not broken to express the flaws of humanity. Humans are always mistaken because it is of humanity, itself, that is represented as a mistake. Were one to speak of themselves to love as a mistake, then they’ve yet to comprehend that it is always through trust, not of love, that causes such a person to error themselves and to reveal flaw.
We can be shameless when we blindly trust, being for resources spent of the mind. Though, we cannot at all be shameless through blind love, that to the heart, is where holds its residence. An individual trusts for the sake of sharing truth. Truth becomes a resource when it is utilized, making it susceptible to change or manipulation. A depiction of the heart, pertaining to the force of love, is for all that can be broken. In truth’s care, such was sent to a heart with trust that the self could develop if not alone. Though, for the relation to an error, in part on a human too readily offering their trust, emotions are revealed as the sight of their flaws. Their mistake, that is, was in trusting without wisdom that their truth would be treated as a simple resource to be used.
Upon all mistakes, it is to be argued that when society is in disarray and unordered, it had always been through the individual’s lack of understanding to the self, as their trust had been gifted to others too readily. Would trust then, as its gift for another, be in comparison to the prior notion of believing freedom is meant to be the same? As a gift, though if freedom and trust are said to be gifted, then it is where we place ourselves, or our fragilities, that we become imprisoned without awareness for personal responsibility.
It is the responsible self who is most willing to comprehend order, as it is its opposite, being of chaos, that represents the dishonest and untruthful self. In being responsible, admittance to the committed mistake is the first step on the path towards reconciliation. Nothing else reveals itself as more dishonest than the one keeping themselves incarcerated, whether within the literal prison or the mental one. Due to the repeated offender’s wish to forgo responsibility, it becomes identified as the repetition of a mistake. Repeated mistakes are like mass production, by itself believed to be perfect in design, though inevitably flawed. Such a perception for what is deemed to be perfect is just as the mentality of the dishonest, irresponsible person who is unable to comprehend the meaning of a mistake. It is that it will be repeated, or mass produced, if irresponsibility resonates with the person of such a nature through sheer negligence, as they mean to expose themselves to the spending for more flawed designs.
The designs for what are flawed is continually by the touch of human hands, marking our creations as never perfect. As perfection would fall alongside omniscience, then nothing more would be learned, especially of what has been created as a mistake.
Maintenance and preservation are upon the foundations to what reveals itself as objective order, being to the individual who has comprehended the self only ever through perceiving incapability. The flaw of a human is how a lesson is learned. Were imperfection not to be of the human, then no mistakes would ever be made. From this, no education would be wrought from the mistake not meant to be repeated. Though, a factory would repeat perceived-as-perfect designs, because what is beautiful, or truthful, or imperfect is inevitably human, while what is perfect is either dehumanizing or represents death. Then, to the order for what can be maintained and preserved, makes what is not repeated kept the same. To that sameness in knowledge for how wisdom is granted, for it to be passed along in words that represent the objectivism within the notion of human error.
This maintenance and preservation of wisdom is of its sameness to what has already been learned. Wisdom is not subjective, when its simplicity such as to not put flesh near the flame is to know one might be only ignorant for the experience of this. If personal experience is what proves, then let it be so for the person who disbelieves in another’s warnings or wisdom.
For order to be comprehended through a singular relation, it would then have a similarity to Justice. To this reference, Justice can be defined in the same manner as order would be, through the wisdom that blossoms from the one who has learned to be responsible or has just simply been educated. Then, one cannot connect subjectivity to wisdom, nor to the responsibility that would stem towards consequence from one’s mistakes through their freedom. To be subjective about order, or being responsible, or of wisdom, is to remain ignorant by never learning from choices. As choice relates itself to freedom, then so is the subjective self all about the decision. Though, to the limitations for freedom, is then to the same limits that relate to human imperfection, pertaining then to all flaws that comes from choice to consequence.
If it is order that compares itself with Justice, then it is the latter that never holds a comparison to subjectivist thinking. It is since no mistake, by this logic, could be subjective without questioning the imperfect person of their committed action. Since no action, as a mistake, is ever one without it being already subjected on its own, then further question to it would extend the division that resonates with a lack of order.
While Vengeance is the place of disorder, then through Justice comes order. Upon order, that through a person’s comprehended mistake they have caused, out of freedom to choose, brings about the consequences that responsibility would be required to mend. Imperfect humans learn, and improve, through their mistakes. It is freedom that encompasses choices, while no person is ever responsible with their decisions. Instead, a person is responsible for the consequences to their decision because no perfect choice has ever existed. To justify the mistake, perhaps to excuse the flaws behind it, is to be against order and Justice by how reason certifies itself.
Reason is the essence of excuse. To form reason, is to wriggle oneself out of being responsible. Reason is proven here as the core of escapism, same as a criminal during a period of interrogation might attempt to lie or cheat themselves out of being accountable for their actions.
It is never for the sake of Justice, bound up together with the coldness of logic, that compassion should be given to a criminal. Such is the risk, with those who would most certainly take advantage of offered compassion for their selfish benefit. Offering compassion to one who has not learned yet to be responsible, is the same as gifting freedom. Gifting freedom, or to offer compassion to a criminal is no different from breaking an incarcerated individual out of prison.
Once responsibility is learned for the future benefit of the once-ignorant person, order is maintained so long as this individual does not betray anyone’s current trust to their continued betterment.
Since it is by human error and incapability that a person will admit to being flawed and imperfect, then to all comprehension for the self is by way of knowing order cannot be subjective. To believe in such is to divide among the literal meaning of order, with such a definition that never pertains to division, though to togetherness.
To Define Chaos
To the common human, idealization is the place of perfection to the point where a mistake, unto the need for being responsible, can be ignored. It is in the progressive mind to believe a mistake can be the additional discovery, as it would be in the sadist’s mentality to learn from other’s misdemeanors. In progressivism and idealization, alike, the self becomes viewed as perfect or perfect enough. To the collective status, there is probable flaws to it, though any one person to betray such a collection becomes isolated. Among the universal, there is all persons no matter the group. There is, to the universal, the equality in which compares not to the equity that has relation to competition.
Through idealization or ambition, the self, through egotism, can be dissuaded from responsibility. It is of this self-idealized individual who will view flaws among the collective, since apart from that collection they are perfect. The collective that follows the idealized individual is for the mere reason that a collection of flaws could be healed by the perfected one. Perfection, itself, has no need for responsibility, since such a way to be responsible would mean to learn from a flaw or a mistake. Perfection is alongside omniscience, as one cannot be idealized through egotism without eventual lowering to the level of ignorance. As perfection has no understanding by all imperfect humans, it can be said only egotism can find itself as closest to that elevation.
To be flawless is to be omniscient, or to be perfect is to be boundless in depth. Though, the one way a person is closest to perfection is through themselves, as an individual, seeing to the depth of another. By emotion, since to see the depths of a person is to witness and then explore what has not yet been travelled. It has not yet been travelled out of fear to know. Perfection therefore becomes the false pretense in it comparing to fear, since for the idealized individual refusing to associate with another singular person, makes them ignorant, not omniscient.
For chaos to show itself in the heart of the one who misunderstands themselves, is then placed amongst the collection of those ignorant and dependent. Chaos is the place of the unordered heart, though depth can be surmised as what resonates in the external individual from ourselves. No person, by themselves, understands their own reflection among the singular perception that they, alone, possess. Their perception to themselves is limited, though by what another can see in the self can unlock what was kept in denial for its truth.
Chaos is the place of the disordered heart to believe it comprehends itself, though does not. Chaos is, as well, among the collection is those so misunderstood, though only due to how much they’ve denied the truth within individualism. In their group, such individuals believe in their own victimization only because of what being a victim relates to, being denial. It is innocence that is often alongside denial, because to argue that, within the group, one is never at fault, is to reject the human need to be responsible.
Though, to be responsible for the self compares always to how one is bettered, as an individual. One admits to fault, out of holding a conscience, and to not be the sadist who would learn from another’s mistakes. Since the mind of a sadist compares to that of progressivism, one can then compare such an education from external fault to that of victimization, then to denial. Since it is denial that believes not in the external God, would make a person ever only able to idealize themselves. Victimized people compare themselves to being innocent, thus making it a self-idealization. To believe in the external God is to comprehend the secondary individual of their depth, being for the love that perfects another’s flaws.
Division is enticed upon the moment a person takes to self-idealization, since human connection is developed upon the notion that imperfection is the inevitable factor. Through egotism, a person divides themselves from another outside of the human condition. Since connection is born between humans out of recognition for mutual imperfection, we cannot compare it directly to the force of love. Love is that force encompassing the ideal, being upon what a person is able to see through to the depths of another. As love will idealize another, place them upon a mantle for the purpose of devotion, protection comes as what guards what was once seen as isolated imperfection by the one once without this force. Love discovers, and thus, finds what is broken. It heals what is broken, through being humble for the self, though raises the external person to greater and previously unknown heights out of self-sacrifice.
With what comes through as ideal for the person, isolated from love, cannot be discovered among the self while such a perception remains as limited. To the isolation of a person, all that can be comprehended is the realness of pain, being to what remains of them as loveless. Love discovers what had always been broken, recognizes the imperfection to then remove it. Should a heart become broken, then it was through the same reason as death displaces the physical from the once-loved person. A physical form being unbounded another physical form is to the broken heart, the same as what occurs from death. However, it is to the pain that comes with a broken heart that proves the notion of everlasting love. A person is in pain, from grief, because the mourning one still loves what was lost.
To the ideal for who we raise, neither can look back on their former existence while love keeps them on the plane of metaphysics. A non-real realm, being that plane of metaphysics, all because we no longer see ourselves as physical when through our minds, we cannot question the past where we fell. Fell in love, that is, since even to our maternal family who we would not maintain a romantic connection to, it is still within the past where such a force found us.
There is, to an example of a mother, that such is for each person’s residence in the past either in her womb or her consoling arms, that this pertains to shelter. As shelter can compare to love, when through an understanding of control that love, itself, can maintain, to trust elsewhere would mean to cross a boundary. To step beyond, though to not betray the former place one knew and still knows to be their singular source of comfort, can just mean to not grow obsessive.
To the heart, there is the care that encompasses the task that resources can be committed to. Committing the resource requires the heart, or otherwise they become wasted. To imagine this as an example with an addict, who places not just their heart, though also all resources to the addiction rather than to their family, is not at all inappropriate.
Chaos would envelop the one who commits their resources out of addiction, or obsession, because the heart was the first to be lost, if to reference the example of that addict. Devoting resources to wrong areas is to place trust more in what would fall outside of the perfection that love did idealize, when it found the person who is now an addict. Their addiction, or their obsession is now their betrayal, since they have lost their heart before losing what represents the resource. To the ones betrayed, because of their loved one’s obsession, they will not look upon the loss of resources, though upon that of their heart. It is to mean that the loss of something far more valued, over the sheer monetary sum dedicated to an addiction or obsession, means that love cannot be among the place of the material.
It is chaos that commits resources out of response from the mind. It would then be order that commits resources, because of either no broken heart or from a healed heart once wounded. A disordered heart will commit resources, simply out of what the mind speaks to the obsessed individual. The convenience for them to find more favor in what is desired, over everything needed, has caused them to quit their own heart. To then be found, again, would not mean to be loved by a person who could bring that obsessive person’s physical form into their domain or residence. It would be to the task of being responsible, that recognizing the present chaos will be realized also as an understanding for what is broken, both of the self and among others.
Among lost trust, though not among the love that holds its place within a person’s memories, a pain through anxiety is the constant state of their mind. To fear, a person is at a loss for who to trust. However, it is because of their unreluctance to admit is they who are faulted, that the reality becomes clear that a lack of trust is to themselves. As well, such a lost person is not trusted by others, making them without choice though to forgive themselves, the broken individual. Chaos would, in this case, present itself as what is not admitted, by the individual, for where it occurs. Since it is within themselves, they are at a loss of control for such chaos to once more be made into order, due to their continued grasp upon obsession.
To the Way of the Addict
As was mentioned, brokenness or imperfection is to the human condition, and the necessary component for human connection. Connection is followed along with love to its discovery for truths an external person was willing to deny would ever be unearthed. Similar to believe a person could deny their dead loved one could once more rise, the same is for such buried or concealed truth. Truth is comparable to life, since out love, remembrance is never for death. Remembering life is to recall what never did change when among the love that kept it stable, never to be chaotic.
A stable heart is the one that is loved, though also forgiven of the imperfections that had ever made it chaotic. As chaos is to instability when within the heart, order cannot be of something just as fragile without the forgiveness that would bring about repair. It is to guilt that its proof through evidence, during a trial, can indeed bring clarity to the occasion of wrongdoing. Though, a true sense of clarity is for the one whose guilt is individualized, outside of the delusion of pride that brought such a person to believe they were wholly capable. Capability is not to the individual, when alone, as individualism even as a concept, represents the same understanding. No one person, through their pride, will admit to being incapable. An encouragement of pride is therefore just the onset to a lack of individualism.
Individualism can be defined as what connects, upon the formation of order. Inequality is the place of the prideful, when such proud sorts never admit to their incapability for which humans are naturally conditioned. Connection is then the place of no pride, making for those who admit to personal error, who can believe they were born imperfect, can be the ones who are unified.
As fragile as humans are, through imperfection that must receive a realization for it, chaos would inevitably be of the one whose delusion for perpetual capability resides within them. This comes along as the mindset of the addict, whose delusional belief in being able to take any infinite number of dosages would not cease. Such is never realized, by them, to be the burden, instead of their strength. If in numbers a person finds strength, then it cannot be to the incapable individual of them being able to tackle the world. What would occur, same with the addict, is the result of such prideful and delusional sorts consuming all that is around.
To be trapped within that place of pride is to be reluctant to create connection, and to refuse what can form order when among the isolating chaos. A heart, damaged by such chaos, can only be ordered through recognition that their human side is by the discovery that their isolation or loneliness is a falsehood. To the sorrows of the human heart, identical with the chaos, nothing can connect to it other than other sorrows. Sadness blends with its own likeness, same as chaos looks no different when standing alongside itself, even as two persons. Without individualism in terms of recognition to human imperfection, there cannot be the forgiveness that would repair such sorrows when self-blame is always the alternative result. Without such an understanding to human imperfection that defines individualism, pride is the result among those who self-loathe or self-blame enough for their loneliness to become a disguised lifestyle.
A fragile human can be conquered by chaos within the heart, while it is self-idealization alongside pride that makes a person believe in their own capability. Capability is to the use of the human form, though when isolated from the rest through a sheer desire for their pride to appear captivating, there is chaos. Chaos is of the one, as well as to them causing it further, who cannot believe in those also capable. The chaotic one is then proven as the dealer of further chaos, through their pride that believes themselves as the only individual to be capable.
To the use of a human, their forms are able to wither, as with the chaos there is no stability for the true nature in togetherness. Unification comes through, again with the mention of individual incapability. For the individual to admit to their own incapability, means then to unify with the next who also admits to their own inability. Pride is the dropped or swallowed for the sake of this unification, between individuals. Among collectivism, however, individuals are not meant to understand another. That is because this would suppose itself to be individualism, since such is defined by an understanding to how one is incapable. It can be assumed that it is innate to the human mind that through the chaos within emotions, such becomes ordered into calm when individuals admit to their lack of capability. Their pride goes missing for the sake of being humble, while understanding becomes always the place of individualism, never collectivism.
While the human form is fragile, its use is only apparent for as long as convenience is the place of the resource. Convenience is of the resource, though limited in where it is present for the individual’s reach. For a person to present themselves as useful, would require bringing the resource to their current whereabouts, being perhaps their residence. Among collectivism, the definition to prosperity is marked as the opposite. As in, a resource is placed in the closest proximity to the individual, requiring not much effort to obtain it.
To once more refer to chaos by this example of closeness or distance with resources, is alongside collectivism. A willingness to care falls within the definition to individualism, being upon how one person connects not to the resource, though for something of greater value. As the resource will have its representation within the mind, making itself known as a convenience, it is something perhaps of infinite value that is represented to be the heart. To care, being that of the heart’s non-function, since nothing practical can be of anything pertaining to necessity. To differ convenience from necessity, is same to believe in the greater value. Would a mother who must purchase food for her children, believe in the highest value to the food or her children? If the answer is the children, then she comprehends the meaning to having purpose simply through knowing she is not surviving on her own.
Chaos, being the contrast from order, will keep the irresponsible addict closer to the former since what is convenient for them is also supposed to never end. A resource, being something of a convenience, is always the lure for the addict. This is to the mindset of one, being made for the collective, since the resource to their addictive desires will be made close in proximity. To chaos, there is collection in what cannot be seen with difference between individuals. Individualism would require recognition for internal imperfection, as it has been stated, then to the aspect of chaos there is widespread sameness.
Though, such sameness could not be attribute to equality, nor could it be something as a display of human connection. Humans are not connected through a depiction of innate sameness, since it takes effort for pride to be dropped or swallowed in the admittance that one is not capable. To admit this, is then for chaos to become order in the acceptance of help, though only from other individuals. In a collection, help is not ever the case for the individuals within it, except for resources of those who have encouraged the chaos of pride and self-idealization.
To what is believed to be strength in the convenience, in the addiction, there can never be when all to its reference is how a person merely wants more. This perpetual discontent is how a person can follow the mindset of pride, and to never swallow it in the admittance that they are not all-capable. Since to know the self is know what one can and cannot do, then for pride to be swallowed is more for the encouragement of the latter. It is in the way to stay humble, that a person can achieve true unity through themselves, as individuals, being never higher than the next. It is in this equality where a person is able to see others at their same level, not to ever believe their simply spoken status is proof enough for greater achievement.
Among chaos, the mindset to the addict will enable their steer towards irresponsibility as to want a choice. Since to wish for a choice is to be outside the risk of being fragile, then such a person cannot admit to their incapability. It is then that pride can be comparable to a belief in being indestructible, as dehumanizing as it is for such. Outside of being fragile, a person with an addict mentality will be one to wander from individualist responsibility to the sheerness of a choice. Among choice to its endlessness in material number, can cannot devote themselves to being responsible. Their desire for a choice is to wish for a place among convenience, never with the necessity that would bring about their rise from a dehumanizing and prideful place among collectivist capability.
As it is all the deceptive tactic to believe that collectivism is the place of equality or the cure to injustice, its wrong is demonstrated simply to its lack of individualism. Only to individualism, in the display of a singular person finding connection with another to make a pair, can such be a case for equality. Since this is because individualism could be defined by human incapability, then so for the addict who is able to drop their pride to not mingle among the collective.
The Heartless Caretaker
It is to the imperfection of a human, that their emotions act as the source to all errors one will commit. Emotions are to the individual, how imperfection is the factual understanding of one. To one individual, whose emotions are blamed to the mistake, is for the belief that perfection was to the accuser. To betterment and of its making to the individual, there is improvement that accompanies the force of love for all it can discover among what is chaotic of the emotional one. Their chaos is among their emotions, since to their isolation among a collection where no individual can be told apart, there is continued prejudice brought forth from a lacking wish to be understood. Whether among grief or to simple pride for the individual who believes themselves always capable, their stubbornness has resulted from a refusal to be understood. Such comes by with the need to push back observant eyes, especially if the criticism to them has acted as a reminder to their faults.
Love discovers, though it is all for the understanding of what has caused the chaos to stir inside of the emotional, and also fragile, individual. Their capability is to their incapability, since to the response to not wish to be understood, is there as the deception alongside the convenience of being alone. As was mentioned, it requires effort to drop such pride, so that understanding can be the place of such individuals whose demeanors have brought them towards a comfort of isolation.
A mistake is made through what is ignored of the self, through the individual’s limited perception, that their capability is also very finite. There is nothing more that keeps a person moving on, even when there is something wrong with the self, as pride. Even while they deserve to be understood, pride will not be dropped for the sake of another to comprehend.
Emotions are the representation of human imperfection, and when calmness is not to the individual, there is chaos. By what clarifies itself as being responsible, a person does not give into the emotions that would cause further chaos from more mistakes. In being responsible, a person admits to their wrong that was caused by their emotions. In this, they would be calm, since no further chaos could be caused in the display of more heightened emotions.
The notion of what it means to be irresponsible is to wish for a choice, making one outside the order within equality. It is then to be outside the understanding of another, always in the isolation where one believes to only comprehend themselves. Though, in this belief that one comprehends themselves the most, is only ever the mindset since they feel closest to what is wrong. To this, there is isolation, and through that, there comes the greater surge of chaos in the heart from never being responsible in admitting that the self is wrong. It is then to be irresponsible, that one blames the world or others for their own wrongdoings.
To the resource for where it is obtained, a mindset for the addict will make them believe it endless. A source for a resource, that is, because to the addict, such could come from anywhere. By what is referred to any, is in regards to a resource being a deception, a trick, to make the addict believe the provider to it has a heart. It is that source, being of any origin, that supplies a resource out of no heart, and with not even the intent to cause chaos in the deliberate sense. Chaos, to the supplier of an addiction, is not with intent to the internal and external mayhem that is caused. It is why the resource comes from anywhere, that such deception can be understood as the primary affliction and the sole dependence of the addict. In their belief to say that the supplier is their only true caretaker to the addiction, feeds out from themselves lacking a heart. The addict cares for their issue, no more and no less than the supplier to it.
Addiction is supplied from anywhere, since a resource can be accepted from any location. It is by the sheer dependence of the resource, sourced from that anywhere, that deception is laced around whatever heart cares just for the self. Dependence is of the self, and does not depict to anyone else’s vision that it takes to the betterment of a person. If a person can depend on the resource, not with the care for its origin, then they can be in the same category of the addict who expresses the same thought.
Dependence is of the mindset to the addict, what their heart lacks by way of care to something more specific. If knowledge was to the addict, in them comprehending what it means to care in having a heart, they would realize their supplier has none. Though, for all the addict is aware of, betterment to the self can come from any location, for to them, a resource that needs no specifics to its origin is most important. It is their importance, since to know an origin such as this, would mean seeing a truth that does not matter. Their deception is to the place of any, being those that run not in individualist connections, though to what can be readily available.
An endlessness to the resource, is ever to the place that needs no specifics out of trust to its truth. An addict can be deceived in believing their supplier has a heart, though such a false care does come from anywhere. To the simple notion that it comes from anywhere, makes it a deception, by this singular fact, alone. To all who depend not on what they surely trust, since it would come from a place of knowledge to origin, they are those being deceived. It is deception that is the any to the source where one cannot trust, though could accept what is offered without a question in shown reluctance.
A survivalist nature will be with the mindset that desires resource, though can be connected to the mindset of an addict. Displaced from the genuine heart, among the origin where these resources are offered, making to the place of the survivalist as no different than the addict’s own. Survival is the focus of resources, stemming from the collection, to the collective that requires it. Though, one cannot claim to care, when one has no focus upon the individual.
No matter what one’s own intent is to aid the entirety to a people, even if for sufficiency and efficiency, there is no heart to it. To aid the collective, not the individual, is without heart. It is, since to have a heart is as individualism comprehending another of its like. Individualism is the place of care, since one cannot claim, though just pretend, to have a heart when they will not reveal themselves nor their secrets. To the element of trust, and then to the notion that a resource for an addict can come from anywhere, it becomes a one-sided aid. To the question for who receives the greater benefit, would not be of the long-term with the side of the collective.
A collective receives aid, from anywhere, with the thought of instant gratification to its gain. It would then be to the collective’s satisfaction that such aid is short-term. Among those who give to the collective, for their aid, will be in support for the long-term.
For this understanding, one can believe that the collective perishes before the individual. The long-term is within the heart, meaning that those who support the collective care just for themselves. They wield their words, for the sake of aid to the collective, as a mere tactic of deception that they care. Such is the understanding of what it means to gain resources from any source, not to the specifics that one can surely trust without a question put forth.
While a heart is not among those who support the collective, absence is there to those of their survivalist nature to keep them embedded in poverty. Absence, that is, of any nearby heart that reveals a show of genuine care to the issue of only the individual who can possess it. Those among the collective are ignorant enough to the origin of their aid, that they will forever depend. Being ignorant to the origin, is to be alongside the mindset of an addict, with having no care as to where they receive their supply.
To be addicted is to depend on no specific substance, though to the resource that is convenient enough for their supposed needs. Though, to the essence of necessity, it is among a heart that reveals itself as such. A heart is needed, not to the conveniences made closer to those with an addict mentality. It does not requires resources to care. It requires the heart, being the one specific ingredient to genuine care for the individual, and them, only.
It is impossible to care for the collective without added deception. In deceiving the collect to what would not remain, neither in what is given nor of the collection of ignorant sorts, there can be only continued peril until the demise of them.
Betrayal of the First
Betraying the heart comes at the unending craving for knowledge, though just in the manner of alleviating loneliness and its pang. To knowledge, another to offer the self a mote of wisdom or advice will indeed silence, if for but a moment, the feeling of despair that loneliness accompanies. We want others to know, and in such knowledge, there is a short-lived version of unification. We cannot, as we might, call this the essence of care in what is indeed the skipping of the first step.
To hold a heart is, in truth, to its impeccable willingness to care, as it should be involved for. Then, to just want others to know of ourselves is with no other satisfaction than to the deception of compassion. Compassion becomes a deception, or imitates itself, when it appears another can care for a problematic individual. Others of their own heart, in their care to ourselves without it, will state we have no will to solve our own wrongs. They would state, sooner rather than later, that they have no will to solve our issues for us. Another cannot care in place of our own willingness. No one can replace our heart, in the metaphorical sense of such terminology. To care would mean for individualist knowledge to the issue, at hand. To care is to have a heart for the task, not merely knowledge. That is the deception, in believing knowledge from another, amounting to a resource, is enough to replace the problematic individual’s needed heart for the task.
Though, to want another to have knowledge for what is problematic to ourselves comes with another addiction, being to have short-lived satisfaction as to another being a witness to our disastrous states. This is the sort of individual who finds themselves not being incapable, since their pride has made them believe responsibility will not alleviate their faults.
With minds, humans are meant to solve. Though, with hearts, that need to solve becomes no more a chore to a person, since it is no longer a circular feedback to repetition of the problem. If one cannot care, since they believed a resource was the cure to fault, their problem will return.
Loneliness is the place for the individual who all others have abandoned, due to their belief in solitude being where they feel most alive. To live, without a heart, is then to just sustain the self upon resource and addiction. Life is cured not with the replacement of a heart, though with the revival of the current one. One cannot care for the issue for another. Though, it is that their addiction to resources, generated from a feeling of pride, will allow them to believe that such a void can be filled up with such short-lived satisfaction.
In such loneliness, a person is bound to lose more than their heart. Impoverished individuals are those who first lost their heart, to then lose all other resources down to those even spared. A heart is always lost before what is no longer cared for, to show that the material losses are that of what always comes second. For their replacement, it can be, since materialism has no way to replace something of comparison to necessity.
Out of loss to care for tasks, the only ever replacement is of a reborn heart. Out of guilt, there is a need to be responsible for wrongdoing. To be responsible for what is lost, is not ever for the replacement of materialism when such mistakes that caused those losses were from a lack of care. To someone else’s setting of care, their material loss from another’s pillage to them came from a negligence to their survival. Care competes with care, in this regard, to the end that resource becomes seen as a necessity. Resource cannot be a necessity, when it can be replaced. Nothing that can be replaced is to ever be among the category of necessity.
Responsibility to loss of another’s material resource would repeat itself, out of the source to such to have been ended. Negligence from the individual who is without care would pillage and cause poverty to those they could not have a heart for. For the sake of improvement, it is not change that can be idealized into such, when chaos has its identity within what is changed. Change is chaos, because its randomness is generated upon the notion of what is fleeting of a resource. Such is the notion, again, of temporary satisfaction that deceives the self into being permanent.
To be negligent enough to cause another’s loss, relates to change. To the improvement of another, there is compassion and care in the unison of hearts.
Though, in the improvement of others, there can be shared resources. However, to improve another would mean that issues upon the self have been solved. This is so that a lack of care cannot spread as a contagion to another, whom one deems to care for. Care, or a heart, is made as deception, or corrupted, when intentions are instead to steal resources, rather than to provide them. Theft of such that another has cared enough to provide for those close, is the inevitable result of a realm’s depiction for the importance of sheer resources. To its addiction, theft becomes the dishonest or deceiving approach in the belief that a provider to resources could care, when their hope and aim for their continued return. In for such an advantage, and this provider to an addiction becomes fraudulent.
There is no method for the matter to improve, by replacing the heart with material knowledge or a mindset of materialism. Materialists would be those who find value in what can disappear, at a sudden. It is the objective notion of value that what would not disappear remains protected. To protect one’s own or another’s heart is to guard what others cannot be close to, enough for undeserved trust to become betrayal of given care.
To care is not to simply be resourceful, since one commits theft as the inevitable result to believing materialism can replace another’s necessity. One is not able to replace the loss of care or a heart with material substance, just as addiction should not be the attempt to fill the void of depression. Teaching another to care has no merit to what is needed for the individual, as such will become the dependence on the addict’s part in the belief there is another provider to it. To teach someone else to care inevitably has the result of cultivating addiction, due to what repeats itself as a pattern of dependence and self-doubt. It is then impossible to each someone else to care for an issue, without believing resources will grant the opportunity’s opening.
All else, besides the necessity of care, will be in comparison to resources. Resources make up all knowledge at the disposal of one who is either addicted to them, or responsibly makes use of their availability. To any resource, it can become an addiction, since the simple lack of responsibility is on part of those who treat such as endless in supply. Being irresponsible for resources is through the mindset of an addict, just because of the lack of care or to the outright negligence of their division. One cannot divide resources among those who would be irresponsible with them. Feeding an addiction is to feed the mindset of a person who shows their lack of individualism.
As was said of a person, whose individualism is shown for tested resolve, then to be prideful is to be addicted to what can be said from them to not end its duration. That is, power becomes the belief among such prideful sorts that it is endless in supply.
In the necessity for care, responsibility is to the task for what can be beneficial to an apparent issue worth solving. Teaching care is the same as teaching an individual to live, to love, or even to die. Such things cannot be taught, since they either occur or do not at the specific time that it does. It does requires specifics, though one cannot possibly recall the exact time that one lived, died, or had loved. It is since time would imply a limitation to necessities that are an implication of the infinite. No person is born on time, dies on time, nor loves on time. It is since there is no plan for such to occur, making the logic of what can be limited of these necessities to be non-existent.
There is always the notion for what is unexpected, to the individual, when it comes to necessity. Necessity is the place for what is said to exist, though cannot be depended on. Such necessities can merely be believed in, since they do not suppose a direct or practical application.
To the individual, however, comprehension for what is needed can only be among themselves, since no one else can start the path for them. It is a resource that can be given, though would be exhausted of its use within the limitations of time. Then, it would be a necessity that cannot be limited, though reveals itself as most logical out of the multitude of logics that are in everything practical. To the seemingly infinite stones upon a beach, able to be held in hands as evidence for the existence, they would represent something as the practical resources for an occasion. Though, to something seemingly illogical or unreasonable as love is always to the individual what is most logical. It is always to their incapability or weakness that they cannot resist what is certainly needed.
The Greatest of all Lessons
It is a lesson to learn, in the wake of realization for being irresponsible, that it requires will to correct such wrongdoings. As no human can be perfect without receiving no education to one’s wrongs, imperfection is thus the flaws for how a person can reveal their heart. It is through education that an individual shows life, through having a heart to learn the needed lessons. They are needed, in that the mistake not repeated.
Were the mistake to be repeated, then the individual has not learned, as has been mentioned. All mistakes generated within past events can repeat themselves, just as history is known for the same. These words have been said, even now repeated, since their continued mentioning is merely the reminder for what the reader should remember.
No mistake is clear for its repercussions or effects, in the chaos that was caused by it. A mistake is a randomness, being repeated not with clarity for the ongoing chaos. As chaos is a confusion, on its own, order would then represent itself here as the clarity that makes education possible.
Repetition is the madness for how a person never learns from errors, since wisdom is not of them. It is insanity’s only wisdom to believe a impossibility is a possibility. However, since only the force of love shares this characteristic, insanity can be to it. Irrational behavior is to love, just as the same for insanity by way of repeating errors. Though, this is how procreation is the facet for how humans repeat themselves, as birthed imperfections.
Humans are imperfection, itself, making love the needed trait of care in why it pertains to having a heart. To have a heart for the matter of being responsible, is to be selfless. One cannot reject what it means to be responsible, without also refusing to learn. In refusing to learn, one is selfish enough to make themselves as targets for repetition. One does not learn, thus making themselves dependent upon deception. Since deception cannot be anything other than a feed into chaos, one lies to believe they have no concerns, when such words are, by themselves, deceit. Admitting aloud that one has no concerns could be same to say they are not a human.
Being imperfection, itself, and a human should then say aloud they are always aiming to learn, in being alive for truth. Living for truth makes a person aware to themselves as imperfect, so that understanding is gained to another in remembrance for a shared goal.
One lives to learn, as it is also truth that an individual learns so they might continue to live. In continuing to live, one continues to learn. This cycle repeats until death sways the life to join itself in eternal rest, though their wisdoms live on in those entrusted to them. A departure is same for the sake of a person, once trusted, and now having abandoned others to learn on their own. Though, for a different sort of cycle, there is the one of needing vengeance out of desire.
Since desire pertains to convenience, it has no relation to necessity. As care, or a heart, would be for everything needed, then something as what is convenient has no relation to the cycle of knowledge. An individual learns for what they care to learn, though the negative cycle prospected by desire has more of a connection to downfall.
A different cycle, being one in relation to ignorance, compares to not what is needed. A necessity cannot compare to something that fades, if it is memories that make up the life of an individual. We remember what we cannot part with, since its belonging within our hearts is the incarnation of education. As repetition would for some beliefs as to the idea of reincarnation, it can be summarized to repeating all imperfections that if stopped, would mean sheer ignorance. Love is not a belief, though is believed in for the sake of its necessity.
A cycle that states it is practical to dispose of what is not useful, while the mindset for which it generates comprehends the utility among more disposable than what was needed. This is to say that materialists and pragmatists, both, are those who would dispose of what is needed, while being unaware that everything material and practical can disperse with ease. It is for what is needed that can be given a blindness, because to repeat the prior mentioning in comparison to this, one cannot time nor expect the occurrence of a necessity.
What is needed cannot be limited, though through the materialist’s mindset, it is believed to be needless. For being responsible, what is needed is not an excuse to knowledge. Knowledge is the necessity for life’s continuance, since to not live is to forfeit education. An individual lives because they have learned to do so. Since in life, there is wisdoms to be understood, and then for them to be shared with those who are younger and must live longer. One who is wise steers the curious person away from danger, so that each thing simply deemed to be practical cannot bring downfall upon the life that never listened. It is wisdom that should be shared, though the primary reason a person feels pain from injury due to a mistake is because of how short our lives naturally are. Lives, being limited, because of the pain that makes death another necessity.
It is again to state that if an individual chooses to reject themselves as responsible, then they are fleeing from its necessity. By this, freedom is only ever something deserved, while all else is summarized to be an excuse away from what is needed. It is again to state, even for this, that the wronged individual cannot be forced to be responsible for an error, since another cannot represent the care or heart for them.
Forcing responsibility is the same as driving education into an individual’s mind. Such is the same as brainwashing or excluding such an individual from having their own life. To demand reparations, perhaps from a current generation that has no responsibility for a past circumstance, is the same as brainwashing a people out of their lives. Their lives, for which must come with its own lessons, cannot be told to be responsible for an occurrence without also rejecting their will.
It is among the notion of force that such a natural process that cannot be taught, as to care, becomes the perpetual absence from the one who rejects this understanding. An understanding that is rooted in what it means to care, being of what shapes possibility. To the individual who attempts force into a natural process as care or having a heart, will soon discover the impossibility in such a feat. As care or having a heart is meant to be naturalized, just believing in the possibility for its existence is enough to guarantee it is realness.
To the relation of the heart, by how its aligns with naturalism, it can be as well ascribed to an understanding of companionship. For such to bloom, it requires its natural approach to the essence for what it means to care. If it is always that force never accompanies what is natural to occur, then it is by example to its many that it can be believed in for possibility. Nothing in what is natural can be made practical when it is not predictable. It is to say of this that through love or care, or simply to the necessities that these notions stand, there is nothing that can be limited for its predictability.
If one can predict life, then one can predict death. One could then believe that love is a mere material essence, for then all three of these necessities to not be such, though a convenience.
Loss upon what is convenient is not mourned. Since what is convenient was meant to be lost, simply through its consumption, then what is protected is done so for its longevity. It is through this, that care shows its place as a requirement to the matter of understanding. From comprehension, births the natural unison between individuals, never to compile the collective without separation of knowledge. Force perpetuates not the unison between individuals, though the division of them into a collective. By itself, a collective is the separation between individuals from their knowledge. As individuals gain knowledge only among those of their own kind, being other individuals, then collectivism receives nothing except for short-term gratification.
Were force to be what unifies, then we can believe to be omniscient among the collective. Since that is the mindset already of the collective, through their self-victimization, then such omniscience will be of a vain belief that one knows all about others. However, such a mindset translates into ignorance of the self, meaning that there is no understanding to their individualism. To believe, among the collective, that one knows all of others, from other collectives or even individuals, there is then the ignorance that is upon such a person’s self. That is, the one claiming to know everything of another will know nothing of themselves.
It is the resource that amounts to the infinite, though would be finite if given the limited time to count the actual finite number of them. Resources are limited, due to their alignment with convenience, since to make a life easier for its supposed basic needs, it is instead an ease to fundamental conveniences. What is perceived by someone to be a basic need, is instead a basic convenience. This is due to the factor of their closeness, whether within proximity to the person in desire of them depends on a certain degree of work ethic for their attainment.
It is always left to be known that among what defines a knowledge, or a resource, there is the notion of its availability. Since nothing can be more available without it becoming more common, then the less believed in is the individualism for which involves the care to such resources attainment. The less believed in, making the more uncommon or rare of the individualism that finds itself faulted enough for true unison to occur among others to the same kind, being other individuals.
A collective approach to what is deemed as basic necessity most always involves ignorance to capabilities of actual unison. Actual unison, being devoid of pride, performs itself in the humility that allots for all relations to care. A oneness, by its simple definition, that cannot divide save for an act of betrayal upon trust. It is not a human deed to love, though to trust, since for the imperfections to each individual one, there is the conditions put in place. It would be a wrong to believe one should unconditionally love, since one loves without conditions, regardless of what is altered. However, an individual does, for the sake of resources, trust with these conditions attached. It is because unlike love, trust cannot be freely given in the same way of blindness.
Love is blind, as words are said, though upon the understanding of trust, it would not of the same lacking clarity without wisdom ever involved. Knowledge, in its relation to wisdom, reveals the necessity to learn out of individualist imperfection. For a life to flourish without repeated error, an individual differs necessity from convenience. To learn of an individual’s life is always the necessary property for its continuance, making knowledge what is in relation to awareness. A clear understanding for what is trusted or not allows an individual to set these conditions.
One cannot love with conditions, though can set them upon the ability to trust. With the sake of a resource in mind, there is convenience upon it, though also for how it differs from the human. It is here to prove that a human cannot be seen as a resource, without love as the absence. By what is needed, being knowledge for life’s continuance, can be gained only through trust until its breaking. Such a vulnerability tests an individual into the confines of love, willing them to push ahead either through or around this obstacle. In treating a human as a resource comes without love, due to conditions being set for the prime purpose of convenience. Convenience has its place among sheer conditions. Though, to love, there is vulnerability.
To trust, in its comparison with the human condition, is much to believe an individual can offer it, as it should, to whom deserves it. It is never to then speak of the opposite, being love, as something deserved upon whomever it is felt for. That is because love is divorced of emotion, due to itself not being one. As all emotions would have a person commit error, then to love’s inherent perfection, it can neither be errored nor have an individual commit a mistake. It is to trust, and this, alone, that an individual errors for their education to begin.
Out of life, there is wisdom. Though, out of love, there is what is meant to be deemed as forever unquestionable, Since love relates to the past, then to question history for how one personally remembers it, is to further complicate the future, in terms of education. Though, as a person questions a historian, this is due to the element of trust, now repeated as the ultimate way for an individual to learn. When trust is broken, the error to offer it upon one undeserving of it becomes a lesson received in the hardest way. Truth brutalizes the individual never willing to accept it. It becomes what eventually kills off the individual into the freedom of death, gained in its strength the longer it was avoided.
Repression of truth becomes the inducing of amnesia to the individual, though is the issue festering within them in their avoidance. Avoiding conflict, or evading what conflicts the individual, is not ever to resolve a matter, though only to worsen the complexity that is never to the truth. It is a person’s error, as one of its own, to avoid the simple truth into their adoration for escapism into complexity. As in, an individual escapes the simple truth to discover the complex deception as a method for their comfort.
Humans are fragile through trust. Though, with love being the unquestionable essence within the past, there can be repaired life. When an individual is battered from betrayed trust, remembering what is good within the past is enough to forgive the bad so that such a one does not longer in previous ruin. Lingering within the past will harm the individual, so that love is no longer what brings them forward. Their pain had initially come from betrayed trust, though remains because there has yet to be forgiveness gifted to whomever had committed the wrong.
Addiction to pain or to negative aspects in an individual’s life would not present alleviation to it, without forgiveness and a lack of pride to the scenario. As pride would bring about the individual’s need to victimize themselves, for the sake of believing they are never wrong in a specific scenario, then forgiveness cannot ever be their mindset. Such individuals will believe, in their pride, that only others are wrong. A dropping of this pride into the place of humility will allow an approach towards fulfillment by way of peace.
Truth can be compared to trust, in that a person by present state holds their own without love to carry themselves forward after the gift of forgiveness. An individual trusts truth, because it is a thing meant to be either discovered or reconstructed. However, if the individual has no base or foundation to that current truth, now a newness, it is chaos. This is due that love is meant to be of that foundation, to surge an individual forward into the future. It is once forgiveness is settled upon past errors, that such a future can be made more a certainty. Although, when truth for the sake of its reconstruction, offered then with undeserved trust, is what can receive its faith out of mere convenience. That convenience is how a person can be accompanied to its chaos. It is in the same sense for how an individual can be comforted by deception. Deception can be the place for individual trust, when it is reconstructed because of a lacking foundation. Whereas, for order to be possible, then remembrance to past events by way of offering forgiveness to their errors, pushes truth, or life, into the future.
Would chaos be a theory put into practice, then it becomes the average sight of an individual who believes in what they have manifested for the good, more than what is being harmed for the bad. Humans are addicted, with ease, to deception, all because of its convenience. By a neutral form of the term, convenience is to the closeness for what is trusted without question. Though, would individualism understand its own past, then it comprehends what universally cannot be questioned. It is the deception, for its relation to resource or convenience, that can be questioned as to its origin. However, for where individualism, never collectivism, has its place, such an origin cannot compare to the newness for what is created. That is, origin cannot be recreated for the sake of necessity. Origin can only be reproduced for the sake of deception.
As addiction has no other comparison, except to convenience, it is left to be said that it will have an inherent connection to what lacks a heart. If to the addict lacking a heart can connect to the resource, itself, then further addiction will manifest itself just through this connection of trust. Trusting deception is never by what has foundation, from the past. Deception is the newness to origin, all because a oneness, a creator from the past cannot recreate itself. Into deception, origin can reproduce itself, though only with the absence of a heart. In the aspect of care, there is no deception.
While running through the course of limitation when it involves deception, one eventually succumbs to the realization of truth. Stated again, that truth becomes stronger to its realization, the longer it was avoided. Same as conflict, when it grows, avoidance to it merely enlarges its danger to the self, soon for it to become the greatest threat that cannot be avoided.
Deception, as a Comfort
Stagnation, or stillness, has its place among comfort. That is, until emotions move an individual enough to face the circumstances to their errors. Error is the place of learning. To the individual, resources cannot be sufficient to this universal method of education, if not to deceive or to indoctrinate. A prime focus upon resources is also an individual’s outlook upon deception as being positive for those uneducated. This is indoctrination, as the deception reveals itself in the one claiming to care, when it is not even close to the truth.
To state that resources are sufficient enough for the aid to the collected group of individuals, is to echo deception in one’s words. As was mentioned, convenience is the term that describes what is not necessary to obtain, though seems to be since it is in close proximity. All that is not needed, is a convenience. It is since a convenience can come by way of the infinite, whereas what is immediate to be known as having value is greater than what is convenient. To a mother whose child is her need, offering meaning to her life through its existence, then everything material offered to her offspring is not a necessity. By itself, that is, such material conveniences as food or shelter are convenient, though the child and herself are the needs.
One would find greater value, such as a mother to her child, over something as food that could easily convert over into addiction. It is to say that no one can be addicted to what is needed, for the individual. However, a collective will swallow resources with as much ease as words that claim they are for aid. It is in such words, that deception reveals itself as strongest.
Of words claiming to help, when the enticement from them has no reveal to truths worth having knowledge of, there is from this the taking of necessity. As more individuals becoming collectives receive their convenient resources in earnest, the less necessity is known by them to be missing. Their addiction to convenience, over what is needed, becomes the false value that is never held in awareness to be deceit. None could love what fades, so well pertaining to addiction. In this sense, a person ever remains loving an individual, after their death, for a single reason. It is that individual’s pain, to that loss, that reminds them of both presence and absence. Presence, in such pain reminding the individual of what was once held, physical in their hands. Absence, in the same pain telling the individual to be pushed forth, into another future, with their memories.
Claiming to help, while also feeding addiction, is deceit upon itself, without the fed individual’s means for telling anything apart. Deception is this comfort, due to our unwillingness to part from addiction, the same way an individual can be dwelling in negative thoughts. In the same way that love would tell a person to move on from the painful loss, though keeping memories in heart, there can be to an individual their destructive mindset of not wanting to let go. Of not wanting to release what is painful, only due to that its feeling is a realness more than anything envisioned for the future.
To deception, it is not what an individual can love, though would cling to if it means to avoid truth. In the necessity that truth is, deception could be the desired preference. Since nothing loved can be chosen, then it is to mean that truth can not be preferred. Truth cannot be what an individual craves, though what they need. It cannot be a desire, though a requirement.
Love is for what is needed, since it is a force that pushes an individual onward. Convenience is, therefore, among what can be discarded, never comparing to what would be protected for its longevity. However, an individual who craves their received deceptions, believes more in stagnation, as it is a willingness to belong there. To never be moved out such stagnation through a realization that one’s group or collective cannot disguise what is truthful, is to believe oneself as either not or beyond human. The latter, being beyond human, cannot be achieved. It is to either be human among personal guilt and conscience for one’s own errors, or to be prideful and hold a victimization mindset to believe one cannot be at fault for said errors.
To be moved by emotions is much like hearing a piece of music, seeing a loved one after a time of being absent, or of anything else similar, is to see truth. To what one needs, versus deception, is not to avoid such necessities by way of their equality. In the connection that being moved by emotions offers to an individual, there is equality in how the felt vulnerability is universal. Emotions are what break the human, to show tears, to be vulnerable. This notion of vulnerability is the universal trait among all humans, as individuals.
Avoiding such a similarity is to want for deception, in the stagnation where a lie could never move a human as an individual. Humans are not moved by lies, as they are for truth. Truth, as a word on its own, merely refers to what moves or allows a person to be a witness. In being a witness, having been moved out of selfish stagnation to do so, they are able to notice others as the same as themselves.
No person can admit to their truth being at all different, in the respect that it should not be shared, without egotism promoting themselves to compete on levels of pain. Upon battlefields in war, it was heard that two soldiers fought on those levels of pain. Their competition was seeded from their homeland, recalling the devastation an opposing nation had wrought. Though, when they had seen the other soldier’s eyes, they had comprehended a sameness to the vulnerability upon such a battlefield. Their tears were the same, their faces full of fear were the same. Nothing was different, except when they were brought back to the madness that is in competing upon those levels of pain.
For what an individual can become, outside of stagnation, there is necessity. Within stagnation, there is fear, due to what is needed being pointed upon by love. In fear, an individual does not wish to discover truth, since to their loyalties they are stagnant. Disloyalty to where one is stagnant means for the individual to betray their prejudices. Though, this would make such an individual belong to a collective, since by referring to individuals, there is to be mention of one’s comprehension for their incapability. One cannot be capable, though dependent, within a collective. However, for the sake of truth, an individual can discover both it and themselves, once more.
Truth is a discovery outside of an individual’s stagnation, not changing into an image different nor unfamiliar, though reengaging themselves with has been kept familiar and similar to all others. To the deceived individual, there was this stagnation or non-moving self that viewed a reflection from the world as hideous. As themselves, they were all-beautiful. Yet, to the world, they were all-hideous. A deceived individual is seen by all others as such, though it is themselves who will deny the criticisms as easily as truth.
In their collective, deception runs rampant due to it failing to comprehend that fault is a universal trait among humanity. A collective would not see such a truth, and therefore, such stagnation remains perhaps permanent. While all should receive such criticisms, it was because of the collective mindset that understands fault as with the world, not with the self.
In the making of the self, away from stagnation, there is creation. As creation pertains or compares to order, then there is no chaos to it. For creation’s sake, art is understand as beauty. Beauty is then understood not of the collective mindset, though for the individual’s own. Individualism embraces art, for it is willing to respect the human condition of vulnerability. Beauty is not a hideousness, though a collective mentality will be one to believe their ugliness as beautiful. In such a mindset, beauty then becomes not the protected parts of a world, though the bare, the plain, and the less moving for its viewers.
Whatever would move the individual to creation of themselves, is always human emotions. Then, to truth, it is just as clay. Constructing what would not break, out of such emotions, because the vulnerability that had built the creation came from what was broken of the creator. Beauty cannot be seen as hideousness, since this is the same as finding a truth to be a deception. Comfort will fall over the individual who finds deception as such, as it will be the resources for which were desired, not ever needed. If truth is needed, then it will be loved and protected. Beauty is protected, same as truth, because what is needed to understand, and never wanted to have, allows an individual to see themselves in the light of sameness to others. Through being loved, that is, when truth has its connected to what is vulnerable.
Truth’s Relation to Life
Depict life, the central place to the realm of creation, as nothing to do with deception on the matter to which truth can be expressed. Truth is life’s origin, as the latter is never deceiving. No one lives a lie, as an individual is just able to cling to deception. No singular person is an individual, when through their collective mindset, they become drawn back to the negative aspects from the past. It is merely that such an individual has stagnated, when through such deception it is difficult to move past it.
A deception can be a comfort, as was mentioned, while love forgives the past’s own negatives as the same force pushes a life ahead. Would an individual find the past more truthful than the future, they would be correct. It is the past that is a certainty. Although, it is the positive understandings that only are the truth.
We cannot move, as life is meant to, within the deception where life is stagnated in this comfort. It can be said of all comfort that it is a deception, because it stagnates or keeps the life from facing risk. Truth becomes ignored when an individual takes more to the deception of all negatives to their past, unwilling to find hope in an envisioned future.
The beautiful life is once more finding itself as hideous, whenever it comes within the embrace of deception. A hideous life, or a truth that is now a deceit, can no longer move others. An individual whose life is deceived, becomes a deceiver. Such are the sorts to prey on the truths of others, gaining their trust for the knowledge of them. It is then that betrayal is imminent, all because this deceiving individual rounded the cycle. However, it is such a cycle that is meant to remain, or otherwise no one learns from it. No individual can comprehend such dangers, without knowing where they lurk.
A future is possible out of truth’s mark, within the positive understandings from the past. A future is constructed, from life being pushed forth towards it. Then, it is truth that makes up the future, all from what the past has taught the individual.
It is that nothing for an envisioned future can crumble, when someone finds themselves wandering backwards to the past. Such would involve a stagnation upon personal progress, enough so that being within those negative parts of a past will cause blindness to an individual’s future. With nothing to maintain, such a future does crumble.
Truth remains as itself when an individual finds their place. It is denied when a person has given up on hope, being what belongs for the future. Enough hope to live on, and then a person is able to move forward from such negatives in the past to make something of themselves. Though, when individualism is proven upon future achievements, a person can state that their efforts would be wasted could they not have witnessed the same hope displayed from others. An example to hope is where it is found, being something most always ahead in the future.
Stagnation, in accordance to avoidance, is how a person does not wish to face truth. Facing truth is not to discover it, though to rediscover its missing presence. An individual had experienced it, though now upon the opportunity for its second delivery, it is not wished to be revisited. It is a danger that this individual cannot surrender themselves to, in the fear for how they might become impacted.
To deception, in the way an individual is stagnated, there is no freedom without the truth. In the stagnation a person dwells within, unwilling to find fault in themselves as a victim, this individual will continue to blame another for what is required for them to understand. As was mentioned on being equal, being for how two people comprehend each other as fragile humans, nothing of this would represent chaos. It is order to be equal, then it would represent freedom by way of truth releasing an individual from their stagnating deception.
Even though it would not be a choice to embrace truth, it is for the desire to avoid it. To choice being all of avoidance, makes to deception about the unlearned decision. To its repetition, truth has no relation. Truth is not repeated, nor is it possible for it to ever be, unless the origin, being love, processes another lifeform. Even then, it is just a rediscovery.
A loss of truth can be seen as the loss of life. It is here proven that when a loved one dies, another will remember them for the good in how they lived. Though, to be kept in the parts of the past that pertains to their loss, displaying just the negatives affecting living individuals, there is deception. Keeping the self dwelling in those negatives has been said to be deception, since it stagnates an individual away from carrying the beloved truth forward into an envisioned future.
Since a person might not wish to face truth, their stagnation is not a repetition, though an immersion or assimilation to a collection. None within a collective can be told apart, making individualism never among its likeness. It is the individual being stuck within their stagnation, to such a collective, who requires individualism to embrace their lack of capability. They no longer believe in the urge to find deception as a comfort, though will motion towards that envisioned future now with others who comprehend them.
Betterment is for the individual who can face truth, though when stagnated, begins to decline. Truth can shock the individual into facing what hurts, though will free them within the allotted experience. Being deprived of truth, is to be starved of necessity. Through addiction, there is deception, just as convenience is to resources. To truth, an individual can rediscover their freedom they would not claim to never have known. Whether physical or mental freedom, the positive aspects from the past can be taken forth with the force of love that develops the individual.
Truth is the release, as it is those who it being brought upon are trusted for how it would shock. There are none, save for those kept so close to deception, who are shocked by the weight of truth. Those who are closer to deception will not be so willing to notice a truth, save those to themselves are never even uncovered. To deceived individuals, truth remains buried, either within themselves or blind to them as it shows around, in the external. Though, to those believing of truth, there is nothing to match the thrill for what it can do to shock them.
However, for those willing to share this shock, in nonchalance, there is nothing to that act, save for truth’s own abuse. As was mentioned, truth is the same as life. If life is taken with indifference, it is abused for the sake of negligence. This is in the same of selfishness, since to offer truth with nonchalance to its offer, there is no care to it.
Would a person ever speak of the death of a child to its mother, in the same nonchalant way? If so, then again, there was no care. Truth is, by the trust that accompanies it being offered, delicate in the way it can be changed. As life might perish in an instant, so can truth. Truth can indeed disappear, as by the shock of its deliverance there is something an individual can receive that is also within them. It is the same as blood, being lost. What comes with severe blood loss, is shock. Upon this example, a shock for the offering to truth is by the figurative sameness between individuals, beyond the collective that conceals it.
As a collective conceals individualism, being rooted in deception, then truth is lost among what cannot be told apart. In that collective, the shock represented of offered truth through the privacy where it is revealed, becomes faded. In the same respect, the truth disappears.
An overabundance of truth, same as an overabundance of life with similarity to overpopulation, there becomes more collectives than individualists. Comfort and ease, among a populated world, brings about greater shared truth, starting with the lack of responsibility to human reproduction. A greater sense of ease to a world, comes with the higher numbered population, being due to truth’s sharing itself as life in larger swaths. The notion of desire bring itself into this, since truth can be lusted for. Same as secrets that are shared under the heat of seduction, it was offered to what was trusted, though should never be. In that case, truth disappeared to hands to misuse it.
Information is given to those who cannot be trusted with it, just as a person becomes in the hands of another who ends up manipulating them. There is not from this the need to protect truth nor life, when manipulation is to the motive from the so-called protector. Truth is the life, trusted under the caretaking of another who claims to love it enough to offer their protection.
Deception’s Relation to Meaninglessness
To the addict who would escape truth, there is the deception that leads them quicker towards death. While it is remembrance that is always for the life, a greater spread of deception is the fire that ends the lives of those most addicted. Addicted to deception, that is, finding comfort in what is meaningless. Since what is meaningless would be deceit, then what is meaningful is truthful. Then, what is truthful is life. Though, an addict’s own life, whether their habit leans upon the mental or the physical, nothing is beautiful upon what is lived for. Simple comfort in the place of deception does not extend the life, when it abuses itself to discover a quicker death.
It is death that is meaningless, while it is life that cannot be. It is deceit that sways the addict into finding more meaning in what is meaningless, just as an individual can find beauty within ugliness. These are the addicts who would believe there is life in what is dead, perpetually to disregard what is universally real.
Since it is death that cannot be real to the life that has not experienced it in fullness, then what is living is the truest form of reality. What can be held, not present to decompose, is the realness for what is alive. Two lives that are related to the self, are in how neither are unique, within. There is difference to what is external, in preference for what can be told as convenient. However, among all that is within an individual to another, nothing is quite as alike. It is to this example that perceiving the real cannot be, without referring to preference. An individual who mentions their perception on what is real, claiming it then as their own individualized comprehension, is simple preference. It is the expression for what they have viewed, upon the surface. It is the external details where preference dwells, by itself.
An individual who finds more meaning in what is dead, would be named a nihilist. Such follows the mindset of meaninglessness, being of death. As was said, death is a meaninglessness. It is deception or deceiving individuals who cannot process truth, as such is ignored of themselves while it is within themselves. Their lies carry forth as not what can be meaningful, though just perceived in the name of preference. As the preference sees the external, then this is comparable to viewing what is dead. In what is dead, holding a preference is to deception the same as believing what is hideous can be beautiful. One merely deceives, for the simple sake of gaining another’s preference to themselves.
When a system runs in the regard for preference, manipulation unto the disappearance of truth becomes a near-inevitability. As would be necessary for comparison, life disappears into meaningless death when truth is no longer treated as fragile or susceptible to change. Were a life or a truth to improve, it is meant that greater meaning was discovered.
Would it be death that has no truth to it, since it is never itself in which is remembered? Life is not what remaining living individuals forget, making for truth of the same. Truth cannot be forgotten, though a deception can. It is to life, representative of truth, that death is forgotten as the loss of the physical. To the notion for what can be manipulated, being of truth, death then acts as a safeguard to forget the physical that a living truth can no longer be mishandled. In death, a once-living individual is in comfort. Though, for all living individuals who remember the life, the truth to it is kept caged and guarded in their heart.
Speaking of the heart, in meaning to care, is to handle truth with the same carefulness as would be designated for life. In the heart, meaning to care, or meaning to never misuse what is truthful. To the living truth, or just the life, there is ease for how it can change when it is physical. Life is then remembered within a remaining loved one’s heart, turning truth metaphysical.
The metaphysics of truth are beyond the corporeal or physical realm. Love is of it, making what is remembered what cannot be changed. It would matter not to the remaining loved one’s mind, of what memory being remembered, has for its place in time. To recall a memory to the deceased loved one, whose physical form is no longer apparent, is beyond the time for which limits the extent of life. It is love that transcends time, making it never susceptible to change.
Love would be referred to God, especially to what is metaphysical in the belief a life lives on. It is the afterlife, afterward to living in the metaphysical realm of the heart. It is an unchanging truth, so much said of God, that its omniscience is unquestioned to what is recalled without question. A future can be questioned, much to the disappointment of an Atheist who questions God’s existence. Deception is therefore for what is meaningless, and thus, holds no meaning in questions that would not be answered. Metaphysics is what was physical, in its return to the origin for what began a life or a truth. Not lust, though love, can be to human reproduction, since the former is emphasized in preference.
For what is real, not preferred in what is ideal, there is a universal truth beneath the layers. Layers conceal truth, making of what is preferred always the deception that proves to be different from other external details. Being awed by details that would be different from the next, upon the surface, is to continually yearn for what is physical. To that notion, a yearning to the physical is by way of lust or preference. Love never releases itself, because it cannot be lost. Even one with amnesia is remembered by someone else, making themselves not a complete loss to metaphysics of love.
It is love that becomes truthful, in the transcendence of a life after death. After death, there is meaning to life in all being now forever truthful. Unforgettable, in what cannot be lost, since it can be just the physical or what is preferred that can represent an ending.
Without the evidence to hold for a meaning to a life, there can be or has been its loss. It is without the physical, life is lost to a meaninglessness of no fulfillment. Such is the occurrence, when what could have been protected was dismantled under the burying weight of perception. A perception to a meaning makes of it a mere burden, since it would reduce life to a simple preference for it. Preferring life, meaning to live for the sake of it, is to find existence a mere chore. Holding preference to life is the same as choosing death. It is death that can be chosen, whereas to life, no choice is granted.
An individual is not free to choose life, and not even their way to live. By the individualist mindset, it would never be a matter of contemplation, resonating from confusion, for a person to require time on what has been known to fulfill. Fulfillment cannot take place within death, since such is upon the side of preference. Preferring life, is the same as what was said to prefer the truth. In this, such is never the case when truth is a necessity. It is then that death becomes a convenience.
What is meaningless, in relation to a lack of fulfillment, is to deceit as death would hold no meaning of its own. If what fulfills can be remembered, then it is a truth to the individual. If an individual cannot recall what fulfills them, then it is appropriate to believe such a person is lost. Their loss contributes to the previous understanding of loss, in what is death, relating to meaninglessness. If what can be meaningless cannot fulfill, then the same is said for death. Death is not the truth to the listener’s ears, when their instincts go to remembering their once-living life. Were grief to compel remaining life to dwell upon death, then all that still lives becomes more loss.
No remaining living individual can remember death, if not to risk themselves becoming also lost. To dwell in grief is a choice, since to label what is correct for this individual in finding comfort with memories.
It is to believe in such a truth, being the afterlife for a departed loved one, that there should be needed distance from their once-physical self. That is, dwelling upon death, in the meaninglessness to it, shows that deceit is in what cannot be meaningful. Meaningless death, in wherever the physical form was ended, could transfer to remaining individual life a meaningful truth among what could not be buried. It is the metaphysics to that truth, kept in the hear. It can be remembered when an individual is not choosing to dwell in the grief for what was physical and evident in hand.
“Escapism is the retreat from truth.”– Modern Romanticism
To run towards where one can be blissful, will be far from what hurts. Though, what hurts, is truthful. And, what we avoid, are always among the most powerful of emotions. Complexities, that we do not wish to conquer.
In the bliss for how Heaven can be imagined, by mortal humans physically alive, there is deception. A progressive mindset, towards Utopian or a non-problematic world, will bring about the greatest of lies. That is because life is full of either truth or lies. Truth, when we wish to face what life will bring us. Lies, when we wish to escape the pain that come with truth and life.
A Utopia does not exist, because we cannot be alive in such a world.
We cannot feel alive, even with a literal, beating heart. No one is alive, when we cannot be truthful towards ourselves nor to others. We are death, because we do not question what occurs, as bliss becomes our motto.
As deception is life’s greatest comfort, we will find an attraction towards it. We will begin to treat life as horrid, and everything horrid or hideous as beautiful. This is same to believe we should avoid all truth, while embracing what has been lied to or what is a rawness in deception.
Though, bliss, when pertaining itself to escapism, cannot be an emotion when it does have its relation to ignorance. That is because to be ignorant is to never learn, when a Utopia would define itself as a non-problematic world. What would be to learn, within such a world full of bliss, when we can no longer make mistakes? If to learn is to live, as we live in order to learn, then it is our emotions where we, as humans, are imperfect. Being imperfect, or having emotions, causes to be both errored and commit errors. However, we are meant to learn from those mistakes. Since that is the case, then ignorance would pertain to bliss when we have nothing to learn from our mistakes, resulted from our emotions.
Bliss is not an emotion, because ignorance is bliss. Ignorance is bliss, because a mistake cannot be made in a world without faults. This would be a world of deception, thus one without truth, and then being identified as one without the need to learn from errors and consequences.
If we choose bliss over our emotions, then we are favoring ignorance over truth. We prefer to be lied to, because as bliss is a comfort, then so is deception.
“The greatest lie in the world is to believe everything is not as simple as one can describe it. A problem only becomes more problematic when it is believed to be more complex than it is. Yet, why would certain people want to view things through complexity? It can only be because they are comforted by their lies, in the belief that every problem in the world is infinitely complex. How do problems get solved, when we are never knowledgeable in terms of the truth?”– Modern Romanticism
“To perhaps the political realm or even the marketing realm, truth is like silver, malleable enough to be twisted into a different shape. Each person will look upon that shape, see something different, though only because the sculptor to truth has molded it that way.”– Modern Romanticism
Truth is deceptive to the eye of the person who cannot see sameness. For what stays the same in a person, is not like what conceals that underlying universal understanding. If the difference between truths and a fact is the difference between what can change versus what can improve, then it is to truth that changes people while it is to a fact that improves us.
If a fact is logical, then it is truth that is emotional and chaotic. If truth can change to be a different shape to each person’s attention and awareness, then who is the sculptor? Who has placed the deception before sameness? Or, who sees in art, from the “different viewpoint”, just the truth of it, not the sameness that makes the viewer also an artist? Does an artist understand themselves, because they constantly state that no one understands them? If such is the case, then they are the same as what they are, within, to everyone else. A person is loved for being one, not by the differences to which create that chaos and conflict.
If truth is seen as subjective, then the sculptor to it has placed it upon themselves as a cloak or as clothing. If a viewer to the sculptor of that truth only sees something different, then they’ve been deceived into never seeing something that is always the evidence universal between each person. Our evidence, is not the differences that make each person disconnected. We are not to be unique nor proud when we stand alone, for we are always to be humble we are at the same level as when we were created. A person learns, as much as they live.
It is because truth cannot be universal, though a fact can, that everything exterior must be penetrated to create the connection. It can be said of a woman whose virginity has first been pierced, of the physical kind, that a “connection” has been made between man and woman. It can also be said of a woman, as well, that when her “metaphysical virginity” has been pierced, she retains memories to when everything that had occurred to her, for the first time. To this example, it is the same as understanding her, within. Loving not what is said to be beautiful, though what makes perhaps a man and a woman a oneness, is what makes love as the same.
“By what rule can a person state that information simply not to the pleasure of a certain individual, is wholly misused? Could not certain information instead be termed as ‘misinterpreted information’? As in, only a person of greater intellectual function could universally comprehend what is said to be nonsense?”– Modern Romanticism
Information is what is regarded in this world as the liberty of “free use”. This means, that it can only be misused when it is misinterpreted. For something to be free, to then only be indoctrinated into specifics, means not misinterpretation, though only misuse of what information is meant to be. Freely used, to be freely considered, in accordance to what a single mind can fathom. However, no information is nonsense, unless it is literally a language an individual cannot comprehend. And, where the term “language” shows itself, is not merely the difference between Japanese or German, as it is also within the intellectual understanding or misunderstanding for what has been stated.
Leadership cannot be good, if it uses information for specifics. That is indoctrination. That is the subtlety in which pertains to what only the mind can fathom, partaken from a very early age. In all things subtle, it is of things most tended to, most needed to be required to see something. This refers to children, who through their lack of understanding to the world, to objective and universal principles, require that external indoctrination, or so it is believed to be meant for them. For no individual grows, when they only ever learn about the group, never of themselves.
Information, being free for the essence of speech or to be penned down on blank paper, will become the filled essence of what is said to be “color”, when it is no longer to the imagination of what a creator makes for an idea. That is, if the creator has no freedom for their expression unto information, then the blankness of a page will become already filled with blackness. We understand that when it comes to information, nothing gives it more control than to the freedom for which a person writes it. Nothing is a lie, when the information is simply permitted.
“Why does any artist receive their fame, soon as they’ve escaped this world, through the grave, now dead? It is in us always considering creation, before causation, that we say to even an evil artist, that when they’re dead, they can no longer cause others to be dead. It is to creation, that makes the living person a shocking symptom of truth, because when they die, truth is all to be seen.”– Modern Romanticism
Art is only ever creation, as creation is from the artist and is also themselves. Upon the death of life, of creation, we see only what was made, by the once-living, by the artist. Sculpted about us in varying intricacies, being only what is able to become seen by remaining life, by the remaining viewers.
Art objectively does not stand for chaos, unless materialism is to the living artist’s motto, and never to the soul of themselves depicted in their work.
Under chaos, art works as numbers, praising the death of others, praising the death of life, of objectivism in truth. By this, art that causes, or speaks for itself on causation, kills originalism by way of the roots. Therefore, art that cites itself on numbers, kills the universal away.
Hitler, having killed, was an artist of the latter sort. Yet, by his death, we see only his very creations. It is by the death of anything, that we see the good of what died, by our remembrances to their once-living selves. We forgive the life that died, knowing our criticism cannot extend to the death of a life to become better, for it is now too late.
Forgiveness acts upon faith, comprehending to life that it will be better, keeping our trust up in that regard. If Hitler is said to be a genius, it was only due to an inevitability of life’s psychological understanding of itself, of life understanding life, and of life comprehending truth. Each thing of truth, is life, is what decays, and soon to become the enemy of chaos. For chaos is against life. Chaos is for death. Chaos is for the decay of truth, into sheer deception, that the garden of Eden might appear autumnal so that everything falls, with beginnings into endings.
We forgive the life that died, inevitably so, that we understand Hitler to have been the evil artist, becoming forgiven for the sake of our awareness to truth. That truth? It is the truth of what remaining life metaphysically pulls from the metaphysical realm, being of goodness, no matter how small. Even of the monster, we pull from memories, never the badness that would equate to chaos or causation. We simply do not remember death, by death. We remember life, by death. Therefore, we do not remember what Hitler caused, though by what he created, simply by recognizing humanity that it was buried under the pressure of its own guilt.
It is there to be known for why we remember life, being the same reason that we remember art. It is that we remember what remains, being of surrounding life, being of the once-living’s existence that still lingers. In this, we grieve even for monsters.
“Pride is restricted for the achievement, though only when it bases itself upon selfless acts of objective nobility. Pride is restricted for the self’s own image, though only when it bases itself upon the selfish inactions of both inward and outward negligence.”– Modern Romanticism
Freedom corrupts itself when it is taken to the materialistic convenience, for a person. Freedom is pure, when we neutrally comprehend it as something pertaining to the heart, of love, for things that break ourselves from confinement. We are free, only when we believes ourselves to be, and never a victim. It is that “freedom” can only be itself, when we never ask for it, never plead for what we already possess. When we never plead for something we innately possess and can share, is when we understand ourselves as always being free. When we do plead for something already possessed, we turn to materialism. Then, “freedom” becomes merely about “who has the most”.
Representation of image is for the sake of sheer vanity. One wishes themselves to be a reflection of how elevated only materialism has made them. They were offered the convenience of being fattened to the point where they always glance upwards at their master. They are the slaves of materialism and convenience. They believe themselves not free, unless someone hands them “attention” upon a platter.
When we state we are victimized, then we are as any fly for the frog’s tongue. When one is fattened, they are soon to be consumed. Metaphorically so, for it is the person who wants more for themselves, who soon possesses no humility left, that another then wishes to become as they are. They become as the disease, spread as lard to make the meal for another’s consumption. As it is, lust is the heat that boils everything able to be consumed. When one consumes, they are soon to be consumed. The slow herd is able meat for the starved carnivore.
Representation of image always reflects back-and-forth mentality of the average consumer, making each person the bread to someone else’s hunger. To each thing that grows with quickness, of each element that spreads with the same speed, such as the fat or lard, such as the flame, it is the growth of a hungry population.
All this marks what is a human’s hunger to be represented. It is merely the hunger of being known, among a population too overgrown. Such means that one wishes to appear the largest. One’s own ego, massive enough to stand above the rest, is only the representation of vanity for the sake of itself.
“The fool who desires leadership in the sense for which it speaks, only exists to yearn for deceit. It is only ever a lie that is the most comforting aspect of speech. As truth will shock, lies will convince, making deception the one thing that can soothe insecurity. For security’s sake, we are loyal to leaders for their speech, for their lies, to say the correct thing. For it is in the name of security that we hold our insecure selves, placing trust in deception so that the right words may be heard, at all times.”– Modern Romanticism
“A lie is imagination, burning an image into sight only ever convincing. The truth, however, is something that wallops you so hard, you will find it shocking.”– Modern Romanticism
How far can a writer take creativity, when it comes to a fact? To comprehend creativity, itself, as unlimited in the human imagination, will make the creativity in non-fiction, be limited. However, it won’t be long before something so non-entertaining as the truth, becomes the distraction of a lie.
How can we split the creativity from the non-fiction, so that the former does not overlap the latter?
A lie is always distracting. We divert our attention from the truth, from the facts we should know, when we are entertained. Simple pleasures. Whoredom. Pornography. These are lies, meant to distract us. Distractions should always be considered the world’s abundance of lies, though only from the person who centers them for attention.
If we are creative with the truth, what is non-fiction, becomes fiction. If we are creative with the bitterness of logic, then it becomes the sweetness of each emotion. In today’s world, where distractions are seemingly the enterprise for things deemed as a “necessity”, why do we deny “creative non-fiction” as an oxymoron? If it is not an oxymoron, then what is the imagination? Is it not a realm where lies are constructed, as fiction? What a writer makes up, versus what is the truth, is how we can differ reality from unrealities.
All amount of creativity can breed an infinite amount of lies. To know what a lie is, look to creation, itself. All things constructed, versus all things originated, is the difference between a lie and a truth. We can look to the beginning, to find the truth. We can look to the middle-ground, to discover lies. The creator is truth. The creation is fiction, or a lie.
“Were the lie to ever be the truth, it could then not be a repetition. Deception repeats. Deception does not direct. Deception confuses. Deception does not speak only once. For truth would speak only once, as it must be the first to exit one’s mind.”– Modern Romanticism
Rehearsal of truth is an oxymoron. No one rehearses the truth. To adlib one’s own lines, is to speak more the truth than the lies upon the script told one to say. To speak the truth, means to say what is meant to be said, only once. Though, when one rehearses themselves of their lines, they are in preparation for the truth to be heard. In their rehearsal, they are preparing for oncoming truth, here to be countered with a lie. For a lie will always play defense, as truth acts as a battering ram.
All liars rehearse. All liars repeat. It did not happen only once. It is like an act. Upon the stage, or before the camera, what occurred did not actually happen. Though, it will deceive. An act, rehearsed through words that were repeated “behind the stage”, or “behind the scenes”, outside of awareness, will confuse speakers of truth. For truth must be defined as something that can be said only once, not repeated. If there are those who did not hear the truth, then it was because they wished to listen to repetition.
Truth stands out. Truth is the light in that darkness of lies. The politician will lie, only if he rehearses his lines. He will lie, only if he believes he will fumble. To stumble over one’s words, in the manner of how repetition reveals itself, is the same as stumbling over multiple rocks. For to face truth, would be to face a wall.
A speaker of truth does not falter. A speaker of truth does not stumble. If a liar wishes to rehearse themselves on their deceit, then it is because they rely on the camera to fix what will be viewed inevitably as truth. We can see, if we are perceptive enough, the truth from the lie. Even of the liar, we can separate fact from fiction, to understand which is most shown.
As an actor, a liar will rehearse. As an actor, a liar will repeat. As an actor, a liar will perform. We will not know of the actor, what is reality. There will be more questions for the liar, than there will be for those who speak the truth. If one had not heard the truth, had not heard the answers, then one was not listening.
“It is in what we call ‘ugliness’ that pertains to a life, close to death. Neglected. Forgotten. Abandoned. We forsake art, the same way we forsake people. We forsake truth, being the stories of people, the same way we believe a rejection of art, is the embrace of progress. It is not. It is only in such a mindset that we leave people behind, who are not needed.
To reject art, is to inevitably lower the standards that would objectively define art. How art is defined, is by understanding it as a love upon life. It is meant to inspire life, to keep it away from death.
Those who abandon art, to embrace progress, are the ones who embrace death, rather than embrace the people meant to be loved. An ‘art world’ will soon be born, out of ugliness, corruption, and consumption when such objective standards are erased. For they could only have been erased, when art has been erased.”– Modern Romanticism