after all this time, i still can be blind, not because i don’t see, i don’t wish to accept what i see

that is this man’s dilemma, dealing with reality and not my reality

it is a modern trait to describe and position things to allow enough wiggle room, to do what you want

like my ”reality,” which is short for what I am willing to accept, doesn’t change reality just my unwillingness to accept it

identical to my ”truth”, which is bull shit for what I am willing to acknowledge as the truth, the truth doesn’t change, it’s not a matter of opinion, stripped down it is what is fact, no more or less……………….anything else is short for this works into my belief system right or wrong

this glass of water that i am getting ready to pour on your head is wet, it may be cold or warm, but it is wet, not my truth, not your truth, just the truth

splitting hairs, doesn’t change the hair, just make it thinner

after all this time still jive myself