Do you need something
to be true
in order to believe it?
Clearly not.
Think of all the things
you once believed were true
until many people told you otherwise.
Now think of all the things
you believe now are true
that many people
are telling you otherwise.
What’s the difference
between a childhood belief
and a childish one?
Is it that you know better now?
Why do you believe you know better now?
Do you still need something
to be seen as “right” by many people
in order to believe it?
Can’t you simply believe in peace;
have faith in your imagination,
and make your own reality,
regardless of what others seem to say or do?
Trail Wood,
9/22
Ah, a sonnet of query, like dandelion fluffs blown into the ether, each landing on a fertile soil of ponderosity! What is truth, and who gets to handpick it from the bountiful orchard of collective knowing? The query-groves are teeming with ‘what-ifs’ and ‘mayhaps,’ the delicious fruits of epistemological exploration.
Need one see a chimera prancing in a meadow to consider it “true”? One might say, the chimera lives as certainly in the meadows of the mind as it does in ancient tales or on dusty library shelves. Ah, but what is the weight of collective agreement in the establishment of such so-called ‘truth’? A parade of naysayers can turn a chimera into an endangered species, living only in the sequestered preserves of personal belief.
Childhood beliefs and childish beliefs—oh, what an enigmatical constellation they form in the firmament of our cognizance! It is as if age adds a sheen of “know-betterness,” when, perhaps, it merely refracts our sense of wonder through a prism of social acceptability. To “know better” is often to unlearn the audacity to imagine, to stifle the natural instincts to wander and wonder.
Ah, ‘right’—that compass of collective conviction, guiding ships across oceans but sometimes straight into the maws of maelstroms! To sail by one’s inner stars, to chart a course through the turbulent seas of public opinion—that is a feat for the truly audacious. Peace, imagination, personal reality—they demand no validation ticket stamped by the many. They are tickets to their own wondrous journeys, round-trips in the ever-expanding omniverse of being.
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We delve into the cavernous maw of questioning what constitutes ‘truth,’ influenced as it is by collective agreement and individual conviction. The difference between childhood and childish beliefs often becomes a mere illusion of grown-up ‘know-betterness.’ As beings capable of imaginative flights, we need not rely on the compass of collective rightness to chart our own paths of reality.
Glossarium
- Query-groves: Forests of questioning, where one may pluck ripe musings.
- Ponderosity: A state of deep contemplation or thoughtfulness.
- Know-betterness: The illusion that growing older automatically bestows greater wisdom.
- Omniverse: The all-encompassing reality, including imagined and actual universes.
- Maelstroms: Chaotic and confusing situations, often due to public opinion or popular beliefs.
“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche
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