Ultimate Truth

I have never been the loving kind. That one who radiates love around wherever he or she presents themselves. Yeah? Definitely never been that one! 

But I’ve always been the direct one. That one who digs it deeper and deeper until the truth emerges. Curiosity being a main character trait, life becomes hard not knowing things, rather the truth. Lately, I’ve been thinking about being that loving kind too. Considering love being the ultimate truth. Communicating with love, radiating love. 

But I can’t help but notice the current social paradigm too. The distinction between the lie and the truth. Acting like you are in love, talking like you love them. Thinking like you radiate love. Being charismatic. It seems like a myth that one would rather easily get stuck in. 

“Love” being an effortless word to manipulate people around you to get and make things one would want for themselves. I’d rather be the rude truthful person in any given room, a circle. "That art of love” is very subtle. 

Even one would never notice it for themselves. And they go on and on mastering the art of getting people to do stuff for them. Using a lie. The “love”, and the masks one would wear unintentionally sometimes, maybe unintentional is not the word. The intention must be there for the action. But the nature of selfishness behind that intention is subtle. 

The word should be UNAWARENESS. Lack of self-awareness. Lack of awareness of one’s intentions and desires. Lack of care for your fellow human being.

Yet, I for one would dream about paradise. The truth. Love! And being in Love. Radiate love. Just like that one bulb that lights up a whole room.