God Is Implicit

And I've just said too much.

I'd have preferred to hug you instead.

When We're Old and Tired

I have no idea what I'm doing,
other than trying
to figure that out.
I have ideas about what I want to do,
but I'm not sure if I'm on the path to
achieving those things.
What I believe I'm trying to do,
is go forward bravely,
even though I have no clue.
Not really.

But is this bravery
succeeding?

The above is typed in quasi-verse for a reason. Spoken, I'd be forced to choose one intonation over another (unless you'd suffer me repeating myself in different iterations). Here, multiple questions can be asked at the same time, with the same lines, and that broader consideration is valuable to me now. It lets me believe something is true, while still questioning its status as truth.

This is important.

This very well may be the source of my fears, and therefore the potential bravery.

It all feels very non-committal, which I find personally ironic, because I've never felt so solid about something in my whole life. So, what is it that I don't commit to?

I don't commit to saying I have The Answer (this theme was very recently broached by a friend).

I don't commit belief to truth, but truthfully believe that belief truly can change your life. This is real. This is not just me. It is more than me. I believe that.

The thing is, it can change your life for better, or for worse. When something lies outside the verifiable truth, we have a responsibility to examine our beliefs.

I believe
That
An unverifiable truth
That requires
Requires you to fear
segregate
kill

Isn't true at all.

I believe
That
An unverifiable truth
That inspires
Inspires you to love
accept
celebrate

Is true, indeed.

This is my standard. I am afraid that it will keep me away from some of you, and of what that might mean.

But I'll go forward anyway. I can't stand still in case I've got it wrong.