what is the human explanation for our need for truth. For a faith in truth. In the idea of truth. Is truth the opposite of art? What is it's intrinsic value?
Truth I hold is the opposite of Art. Art is the lie at the end of the spectrum of lies. Art is the final ring of hell. it is the betrayal of everything that is real. In order to create a parallel place. A place with it's own truth. With it's own morality.
According to an more intelligent life article i was reading many contemporary philosophers hold that there is a universal moral ethic. i do believe that. In a way. There must a be conduct which humans hold to each other. Because if we can perceive that we area all related to each other and acknowledge or condemn each other. Then there must a something not an absolute something but a real. A truth that we hold to our relations to each other. Something more than law and compassion. More than ethical. I suppose it begins with open eyes. Acknowledgment of first before anything that the one true truth is that we are mortal and we know not of anything immortal. That flux is absolute. So as to believe that what we must make that to place artificial absolutes on it is silly and somewhat untruthful. But also human. Because humanity stands at the crossroads of artifice and natural. We. We must be both. We stand somewhere that is the convergence of mind and matter.
The only true sin. Is cynicism. Is the thought that this all in vain because it will not last forever. that somehow forever is more important. But forever is change. We change forever. In cycles indeed. there are patterns to change. But to be cynical is the delude oneself in to believing that forever exists here. No our universe is change. And we must be a part of it in body and mind. in the unity of our actions.
That does not however mean that one should be gullible and stupid. The purpose of our education of our mind. Is make choices. One of those choices can be tune and drop out. And like the leaves be pushed to around in the fall. But in earnest even the leaves though they lack control reflect not design per se but reflect a pattern within natural selection. A selection not made by the leaf or really anything but the time around them that they move as such.
Nature feels nature and makes a decision on the whole by itself for itself because of itself. Even the budding trees grow upwards despite the force of gravity. They grow because they choose to. Gravity may slow them. Gravity will take them. But they grow in order to grow because growing is part of being. They grow because they know the land they stand on. They grow because they firm their roots in it. That land may not be land for it. But they fear no the tomorrow of the land. the live because the must live.
Trees do not grow because they must be tall. they grow because they must.
So i suppose the truth. The real truth is the must within us. What is that must. what must be what we must be? is our question.
Our must is a choice because we can choose to be the must or not. We can give it shape. The tree's must is that it grows. It must. But we can choose not to grow or not... that is our must too. but like the tree that knows were the sunshines. We grow to where the sunshines. But we choose to go to that sun. because we can see it.
Plan for the future. understand the past. And be the present.
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