A Funny Thing Happened On My To the Forum

After it all came down and dust was settling along the sidewalk, a small bird landed on the re bar and sang a song that unraveled a truth that existed underneath these distractions. It sang: "I believe the truth is such; we create in our own minds and what we believe to be true manifests itself in our distractions." I continued down the walk and came upon a beggar who asked for some change in exchange for wisdom. "What can you offer me?" I asked sharp. "A chance to realize that we are one person, and the whole we create is non-existant without you." I laughed and threw him a quarter, and picked up my stride, from behind me I heard him say: "Whatever you do, don't look back." I turned around and no one was there. Soon I arrived at my home, sat in my lazy boy recliner listening to the words spoken to me today. I thought if the truth is something we create and every person is connected, how are we able to disagree? And from the back of my mind I answered my own question, Wanting. Longing. The need for what we don't need. The excess. The money. The fame. The success. The glamour. The overall sense of acceptance. Community by exclusion. We need to forget what we want to remember. In essence we want what we don't need and need what we don't need. Circles of lies. We need to lie. Without lies there is no truth. And what an obvious answer. So much loss. So much pain, boiled down to morals. Now this idea I have shrugged off as fancy. And as those words float further and further away, I reach for the control and lose myself in distraction.