The truth can both liberate us and kill us
Empty this evening with deep thoughts about many things troubling Me. But I’m yearning for steadfast words and ancient truths about our society.
I dream of things beyond me, the black man’s pain, the hatred surrounding us, destroying whatever outcome that would have been good.
I ask myself, what is behind the failure of good things, the setbacks great people experience.
I search for answers that are nearly impossible to find but I’m told “we humans are hungry things marbled-eyed creatures looking for spiritual illumination but are betrayed by our hands, how one man is never alone than the next, how the road that could bridge the gap between rich and the poor requires the ultimate assasination of ego, it seems to me it’s something that will never come, I can’t see it happening because we were born that way, it’s natural that we have little ego inside us.