The Real Me Is Truth and Love

"Speak the truth and speak it ever"....

The truth when spoken has the power to heal, bruise, free, capture, enlightened or confuse.  It can hurt you to hear the truth, truth can travel down to your stomach making it clench with inner turmoil, truth can pierce your heart in a fashion I imagine similar to the feeling of an actual knife.  Yet truth can heal you in the time it would take to pull that same knife out of your heart.

Most of the time truth is an illusion, something about you only applies under certain circumstances, in a certain country or neighborhood or even while wearing the right outfit.   Maybe you are who you are because other people make your decisions, your truth depends on the approval of everyone except you!

Words are symbols, either you fit the description or you don't, but you have to remember that symbols are only a representation of reality.  And what is reality except what we decide it to be? What you decide is true, is only true because you choose to believe.

Truth can be cruel if you listen with one ear but delightful if you learn to listen with another.  Truth becomes good or bad based on the person listening or seeing and judging.  Truth will always be true, if it ever stops being true then it never was the truth in the first place.  

Lies are not exactly easy to tell, truths are not easy to cover up. Most of us end up blending truth and lie together walking around only half living, too afraid to face the whole truth of self, soul, love and life.  Most of us are so used to the burden that we can no longer feel all the lies that weigh us down.  We walk around sad, angry, depressed,afraid and incapable of shining the way each and every one of us were meant to because we can no longer see the truth, because we think the truth is truly what hurts.