Life is a result, a process, an event of truth, and not truth itself. It does not begin with truth, and nor it ends with truth. What we call truth is not truth only, only a veneer of it. I liken it to cutting an onion and when you remove one layer thinking that you will come upon truth but you never reach the core or kernel.
Truth is something we never can realize.
One truth, the length and breadth of the universe, we never know despite some scientific projections or conjectures.
Many of us pray, and seek God thinking that he is the ultimate truth, yet no one has seen God, despite the fact that some Gurus claim it to deceive the gullible.
We have so many gods, storied, fabled accounts of heaven and hell, deities, theories, ideas, thoughts, philosophies but all evaporate at the end of the day like the way the dewdrops on your lawn evaporate in the sunshine.
Volumes of books are there to un-layer the domain of truth, and we have schools of thinkers and philosophers, theologians and all the stuff but no one can take us an inch away from this material reality. These voluble advocates with their ideas and principles and books of mammoth size simply blind and layer our kens with their misleading ideas and principles.
As far as truth is concerned we are not an inch closer to it than our ancestors, and no philosophers or thinkers, or no any scientists, or profounder have arrived at it though treatises and homilies and dissertations have been written on it.
Can you tell wherein you can find truth?
Yet we keep on seeking it interminably gluing our eyes to voluminous books of theologies until our eyes are strained but arrive at naught.
Racking our brains that are limited stuffs I liken our discoveries or endeavors to somethings which butterflies do around a firelight being amazed at the marvels of it.
We are dusts, and return to dusts, and if you rise above, just an inch only, and there were thousands before us to leave marks in the sands of life but all get erased once a tornado of change sweep the dirt of the vase desert.
Nature evens up every thing . There is no day of judgment as the biblical story accounts on which sinners and saints have to come upon truth.
No, the day of judgment comes once when nature evens out everything, treating both the sinner and the sacred equally.
For sin and sacredness are human attributes not cardinal truths.