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I write on here sometimes to get some things off my chest and explore that part of the psyche that never shuts off. I'm at a point now where i'm forced to research Truth about everything I've ever thought to be true. I often ask myself, "what exactly is truth"? It is perception from one's own ideals of thought through research..and if so how is it measured? We research old ideas of others that over the years have been tainted and distorted but hold up in society as truth. Where does one go to find it? Where does one go for direction? Some may say Jah...
when you read the teachings and fables of Jah, is it through your own interpretation or what you choose as fact? Do you trust yourself to your own findings? I haven't made it thus far on my journey but the ride has been very challenging. To kill pride is to annihilate my own sense of self. It was that pride that made me work a little harder because the status quo just wasn't good enough for me. So when for eveytime I use my pride first instead of consulting Jah, a storm comes my way and I am forced to bow even when my heart does not want to. I just can't fathom why I don't rid myself of pride, what is the hold it has over me? I won't accept your help and when I do it is repaid in full plus interest. Three years ago Jah took everything from me and for a year made me live simply and shamefully. My guess was to teach me a lesson about my pride and how destructive I was becoming...yet its like a parasite...it doesn't go away just hide in the shadows until it is safe to show itself and sucks the life out of me at any given time.