Truth Is The Endless Search That Rejoices At Never Being Found

Truth is the endless search that rejoices at never being found, because when humans think they've found the truth they turn it into an f***ing institution that becomes convinced the universe has chosen it for a divine purpose - to allow dominion over those who don't yet possess it - and hope never will.

Truth confers power. However, once in receipt of truth, they cease to continue searching, as if their mission was now complete. And shortly after this point they start upon the eternal quest to make the rest of humanity acknowledge the importance of the truth they have found.

But there is always truth which lies beyond the truth that was found which remains uncovered. To think that the final resting place of truth, the climax of its dialectic - could be found so easily - or by looking at all - just a short meander down the path of what ought to be an everlasting search....

That the human mind in 2020 already deems itself capable of comprehending a truth which has no shadow, demonstrates man's ongoing incapacity for unfettered continual growth and the aplomb with which he is able to suck his own dick with no shame with humanity as his audience.

We are nowhere near our full capacity for what can be known, and as a consequence, our capacity to know the nature of what truth really is. And so therefore it is the unending searching which leads to us uncovering the truth of the truth of the truth of the truth and so on.....which is the truth. A truth which can never be found because it can never be lost. And I rejoice at this news.