If I told you the naked truth refers to having seen you naked you’d roll your eyes at me, assuming we saw each other in person and that I have seen you naked.
I can guarantee that it is true for some of you, but that is not why I wrote this or what I am thinking about here.
Nah, I am thinking about how many times I have been told that I need to stand up for a particular cause and that my causes are considered to be wrong.
How many times you include me until you find out that I am a Member of the Tribe and then am treated differently, not by all, but by some.
You tell me to join hands and that we’ll fix the world and then when I reach out for yours it is jerked back because you think poorly of the cause I ask for your help with. You think it is dirty.
Except when I hold you to account and ask you to explain why you feed me partial truths and propaganda. If I provide you with non partisan links and fill in gaps in your knowledge there is an excuse for why you can’t accept it.
So I stand on the outside looking in.
Contradictions and Chaos
I told a girl once that with one kiss it would be over. We’d get lost in each other for eternity. Sometimes she agreed with me and sometimes she said to stop saying it.
I always responded by saying some connections last several life times.
Ask me the how and why there and I’ll say you either know it or you don’t. I’ll say if death took me it would shake their world and you’ll never shake my confidence in those beliefs. Some things simply are.
But it is not the same as that other thing I was referring to.
I can use history to build a case. I can tell you what was, what is and make educated guesses about what will be based upon facts. I can lay it out with supporting evidence.
Yet the crazy thing with some of you is that you would accept the former and deny the latter. You would take my word about something that isn’t tangible or quantifiable over something that is.
She could put her hand in mine and you wouldn’t see the electric shock unless you caught the smiles but even that wouldn’t be something you can use as fact.
But this other thing, well you can find sources and resources that provide those verifiable facts. You can build a case, foundation and framework to argue the historical truth and veracity of it.
It is illogical to me that things are like this, yet here we are.
Do Or Do Not
I wrote a few responses to the person who quoted Sarsour. I explained the intentional distortion of truth and provided the foundation for why they ought to reconsider.
Don’t know if it will work, but I hope it does because they strike me as someone who appreciate a more scientific approach.
Not sure if I am going to have the impact I want in general or if I should be worried.
Some people tell me no because of their faith. Some say no because of politics.
Neither makes me comfortable.
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The girl who calls me Abba is days away from officially becoming a senior in high school. That is hard to believe too.
Born two days after her grandfather’s triple bypass she somehow found a way to speed up time even though I begged her not to.
She has heard me talk about facts and reality many times. “Reality isn’t based upon what you think life should look like. If you are lucky there is a strong connection there, but often times there is none.
Here I sit, looking at the ceiling above me, the one that turns into the floor of her bedroom, recognizing some parts of life are going to change.
None of those are big surprises to me, I always knew they were coming, but they seemed far away.
Now I sit and wonder a bit about how they will unfold and how much control I have of those things.
Some for certain, but not as much as I might want. That is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is not as easy as I would like it to be.
There are questions that I can’t answer on my own and some I may not ever be able to.
That might not be a bad thing either, but it might not be easy. There aren’t many things I can’t shake off, but some of these will require more work, if I have to.
Can’t worry about it because it may never be an issue, so I’ll wait and see.
Life is a hell of a ride sometimes.
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