Becoming The Overman

One must never commit themselves to the ideas of normality, for nothing is normal unless ignorant enough not to glimpse the truth of others, for that truth is that there is no truth; only illusions. You must first understand the illusions, then defeating them will be simple. It is only at that point, when the illusions of the others are overcome, may one see the reality of others, and thusly the true normality, normality as it should be seen, shall occur.

Truth is held deeply within each soul, like the depths of the oceans, and only by venturing inward may one see one’s own truth. Truth cannot be marginalized because truth exists uniquely only within each person, and can thusly exist only to one, and yet to everyone, because truth is not one thing but many. Truth is like the tiles of a motif; only by bringing together the many specialties and inimitabilities of the singular truths may the entirety of the picture of existence, and truth, be seen. Though one truth may seem unsightly to many, it is but a priceless piece to the splendor of the whole.

One must never believe what it is that one sees, hears, or otherwise comes to understand through mere words. Only the doer alone learns, and only through experience may one be a great being of wisdom; the key is Time. The believer of all is the ignorant of many, but the doubter of the world’s shell is the most prudent of all.

P.S. The following is a latin poem, by me:

Ea facilis amor a tibi do, mellitus pluvia.
Ego nunquam amor adeo verus tenui dolor abstulo;

Et sulum nox noctis proximus ignis lux, amor paralis noster rarus,
Cum nos poterimus exspecto et recordor, et ego causa te cantabam.

Posted by C. Nicholas Walker on Tuesday, March 08, 2005 at 3:15 PM | Permalink