I am “abnormal” in one huge respect
From what I’ve seen of “average” people
I value truth above everything
And at any cost
Because I think reality is more important than comfort
Or anything else really
No matter how gory
No matter how “degenerate”
No matter how far out of people’s radar or comprehension
And deserves to be brought out of the shadows
Deserves a place of its own
And pushing it aside because it doesn’t “fit the narrative”
Is ignorant, idiotic, selfish, hypocritical and frankly its just plain lunacy
I hate pretenses
I hate fiction masquerading as truth
I hate lies
I hate it!
If you ever wonder why I want to burn it all down.
It’s because I can see it all very clearly
I can see the truth under the costumes
This is what happens when you can see the entire spectrum of life
It becomes almost maddening
When you can see the beauty
And the astounding love
And then you can see the pain
The earth-clutching horror of it
It leaves you spinning a little
I want the truth
I need the truth
I seek the truth
I want to unveil the truth
Which makes me dangerous I suppose
I lead the course*
I walk the walk
I talk the talk
Even if no one joins
Even if I must walk alone
I don’t care anymore
Truth…. truth at any cost
Maybe one day….I’ll find those that walk this same truth and we can walk our own individual paths and yet holding each other’s hands.
We will find strength in each other.
I feel it’s the only way to find true peace. At least that’s been my reality.
*my path I suppose. We each have our own.
“Born to be Wild” – Steppenwolf