We are earnest in finding truth; but why must we stick to such a rigid path? We seek out the most fundamental truths of our existence so what should we say about the false? Does seeking the falsities of our complex situations inevitably lead to a better understanding of simple realities?
It is my paradox that I face each day, I argue with left and right and balance the black and the white. I enjoy the grey. The grey is neither a truth or a lie. I do not cover up either in my explanations. I may be hesitantly fierce in action with others but I step out of myself and turn over the page delicately when in private.
Should I continue my directional walk or take a jog on the winding twisted embankment of confusion? I will dance with the queries and take delight in discovering fiery life in ash, charcoal and silver.
It's a life. A good life. The false does not always counteract the truth. Reality presents itself in a variety of manifestations and maybe finding the false will lead to my greatest adventure and dawning of insight.