What if everyone is wrong as a whole but right about their own part?
what if truth is always spread out in small pieces to everyone?
A has this sack of something bright,
B has the back bit,
one corner is held by C
a dot of color is in D's closet
and E saw something in that green drawer!
F and G see glimpses like fireflies at night...
all over the world, the small breathing crystals reside
sparkling, glowing, hinting, whispering
no one adventurer with the whole truth, everyone with some of it
what if people shared their own pieces?
or, even simply talked about them?
maybe it would help Mankind?
yes, a big M is necessary
the whole species taking notes about parts?
like scientific collections and sketches, but about feelings?
groups on the hunt for elusive treasure holding some pirate's map
or, maybe it's the search that is meant to keep us all alive
and curious to go on?
maybe no one is meant to see the big picture?
and,
what if everyone talked openly instead of guarding their truth?
I specially love the final line.
Maybe just because I tend to be so guarded.
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"Forgive every being,
the bad feelings
it's just me"
I specially love the final line.
Maybe just because I tend to be so guarded.
Well, I think most people are in this case. They hold close to themselves the real bits of truth they find.
I really think the world would be different if people talked about the stuff they've learned and hold in the darkest corners of their hearts.
I think so too. Now, If I could just talk about it.
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