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Truth has never been easy, nor has it been handy. Truth lies beyond our capacity to grasp it, beyond our senses and perceptions. Indeed, it lies, one can say, beyond human capacity for understanding. Truth simply is, with or without human contemplation. This, however, has not stopped mankind from searching for it, from yearning it. Throughout time, we have tried, oh, how have we tried, to find truth, and upon failing to do so, we have manufactured our own...we have bent the fabric of all that is and have skewed perceptions and realities to manufacture it.
Thus is the nature of religion. One should not, mind you, confuse religion with faith, even though they stem from one another. That is the truth of it, or is it? They are bound together, yet they are different. Religion is A truth but sadly, or fortunately, not THE truth.
Now, before you interrupt me, take this jar here. It is opaque, brownish in colour. That is the truth. You look at it but cannot see within. Light falls down upon it and what is refracted we perceive as colour. This too is A truth but, you guessed it, not THE truth. The jar, one could say, is everything BUT brown. Should I open it and show you what lies inside, or should I tell you? Would your seeing the contents make it true, or would my telling you make it so?
Inside, my dear students, is another universe of understanding. Inside there is magic, the kind of which you have not seen before, the kind of which you shall never see. However, that too is just A truth. Inside there are elements that you cannot fathom, there is life, alive, living and breathing, there is everything and all possibilities exist within this jar. You are inside this jar, as am I, like tiny, minute homunculi. The world is within this enclosed, impenetrable yet oh, so fragile container.
Now, fret not, as I have made my point. That is another manufactured truth. You see it, you see yourself within it, which makes it true. If you do not, perhaps the jar is empty...another truth. So you see, understand, perceive, feel, no matter the verbs we use, a truth shall forever be available to you, to me, while THE truth shall never show itself. That is the nature of alchemy, the beauty and the curse of it. It will take you to countless truths, to innumerable possibilities, as many or as few as you can imagine, but THE truth shall forever be just beyond our grasp.
Learn that THE truth is banned to you forever and it shall, truly and completely, set you free.