All things are subject to interpretation whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth. —Friedrich Nietzsche
my nature says not to fight you
when you are using the word “truth”,
as if your personal (T)ruths apply
to the masses. For you,
it is mathematical: one answer,
one outcome, one final number
that everyone should see–if they only
solve the equation correctly.
Subjectivity is my axiom.
A genuine open eyed prayer,
a substantiality that is personal,
even if the words spoken are the same.
The sounds I make do not take the
same shape as yours when they
hit the atmosphere.
“(T)ruth” leaves my lips like a lie,
as though he understands that I do
not believe in the equation he represents.
But, from your tongue “(T)ruth” laughs
and wickedly grins as you embellish
his ego with no second thought.
“(T)ruth”, the scandalous deceiver, is
a mischief-maker, a causer of problems
for those who find solace in the context
of life, of experience, of personal revelation;
ideals that “(T)ruth” can never speak to.
Nothing can speak of condemnation
like your “(T)ruth”;
with its verity and straight lines.
Universality is a made up deception.
Absoluteness encompasses nothing.