The Trail of Truth

In the online etymologic dictionary I found an interesting remark, which is that in the Indo-European language there is no primary verb for truth.  We cannot put it in action, it permeats through our personality.  The course of actions will determine if someone is true, that is if he is "faithful, trustworthy, honest, steady in adhering to promises, friends, etc.,"  Truth appears out of the consistency of one's actions, the personality (Egyptology: BA)

On the contrary, truth is defined in opposition to the misdeed, the sin (n.).  It is even stated that sin ultimatly is that what is real.  It is where one is judged upon, which is examined and proven to be guilty of.  The word is rooted in latin sons, meaning guilty, criminal, a convicted offender.

Truth is an abstract form in opposition to the wrongdoing which is evident and can be proven.  It is a symbol, a form that resides in the ideal, but we have a guide, a compass inside us all: the conscience, the Heart (Egyptology: KA). The conscience, that what we are aware of, we know of, and ultimately that what is to be judged on the weighing scales.  It is when the person is no more, the balance can be drawn.  The heart that is burdened with grief will not stand the test and is cast into the fire or devoured by Ammit.

In our lives the proces of purification, the removal of burdens, imperfections and flaws, the alchemical endouver to obtain Gold by purgation is the endeavor of the soul. The illusion, which buddhism reffers to, is the peeling of the layers of deciet and layers of that what weighs on the soul.  Enlightement is in essence the removal of weight and burdens instead of the propagated western notion of 'seeing the light'.  In analogy, removing the ballast enables the balloon to take flight, to embark on it's airborn journey.  Likewise the removal of illusional layers reveals the hidden realms, where Language and Reason have no meaning.

On a social level the truth is formed in a Truce and in treaties, to form Peace, which is also defined as a solution for war and strive.  An agreement that results in the silence of arms, a period of prosperity, etymologically rooted with happiness.  A temporary state of stability in Chaos, the gaping void, the Abyss and also, in the orderless confusion in human affairs.

I suggested earlier in Conserning Insperation, the eye, the Occulus, that what we use to observe that what is in existence, be single, latin Simplex, simple, without dissimulation, open, frank, straightforward, direct, guileless, artless, sincere, ingenuous.  It was a common concept that the eye emmits light outward to be able to see, and that the eye pierced through the darkness, in this understanding it is the light of the body.  If the eye is dark, in latin nequam, it is good for nothing, vile, bad, not functioning.  Yet the eyes can focus, pierce through and investigate the hidden objects and motivations.  In this way we achieve knowledge on which the conscience can judge.

It is an inward journey to find truth.  Truth isn't out there, it isn't subjective; it is a condition, related to silence and happiness, the stillpoint, the focalpoint of your existence.  It is found in the moment the apprentice becomes the Master.  'Seek untill you find, when you find you will be amazed and rule over All.'  In that way we can also connect the notion of truth with Sattva, as that what exists, everything which is in existence.

That is why truth needs to be guarded; we all have our inner compass which resonates with the experience of Truth.  Truth surrounds us, it has an odour we can percieve.  The inner Ka that forms the Ba, the personal intentions that form the character, both elude from direct observation.  But by intuition we can find similar minds, by our own experience and character we can recognize the presence of what is True.

We have the reward of the feeling of Happiness, the fleeting moments in the compagny of Kairos, instead of residing left behind with Metanoia, struck by grief and burdened by sorrow, or proverbial to have 'lead in our shoes'.  We can not own or seize truth, neither is it subjective.  Through our unique experience we gain understanding of what is true. We can percieve it, resonate with it, relate through it and be imbued by it, it exists throughout us.

truth (n.) Old English triewð (West Saxon), treowð (Mercian) "faith, faithfulness, fidelity, loyalty; veracity, quality of being true; pledge, covenant," from triewe, treowe "faithful" (see true (adj.)), with Proto-Germanic abstract noun suffix *-itho (see -th (2)).

Sense of "something that is true" is first recorded mid-14c. Meaning "accuracy, correctness" is from 1560s. English and most other IE languages do not have a primary verb for for "speak the truth," as a contrast to lie (v.).

 

Maat, the wife of Thoth, was the daughter of Ra, and a very ancient goddess; she seems to have assisted Ptah and Khnemu in carrying out rightly the work of creation ordered by Thoth. 

 

There is no one word which will exactly describe the Egyptian conception of Maat both from a physical and from a moral point of view; but the fundamental idea of the word is " straight," and from the Egyptian texts it is clear that maat meant right, true, truth, real, genuine, upright, righteous, just, steadfast, unalterable, etc. 

 

Isfet was the personification of chaos, evil and injustice. It was the opposite of Maat, and it was the task of the pharaohs to defend Maat and defeat Isfet.  Isfet was also the evil in a person's heart, and anybody interested in taking part in the afterlife had to make sure, not to be burdened with it.

the weighing of the Heart of the Death

 

 

true (adj.)

Old English triewe (West Saxon), treowe (Mercian) "faithful, trustworthy, honest, steady in adhering to promises, friends, etc.," from Proto-Germanic *treuwaz- "having or characterized by good faith" (cognates: Old Frisian triuwi, Dutch getrouw, Old High German gatriuwu, German treu, Old Norse tryggr, Danish tryg, Gothic triggws "faithful, trusty"), from PIE *drew-o-, a suffixed form of the root *deru-/*dreu- "be firm, solid, steadfast" (cognates: Lithuanian drutas "firm," Welsh drud, Old Irish dron "strong," Welsh derw "true," Old Irish derb "sure"), with specialized sense "wood, tree" and derivatives referring to objects made of wood (see tree (n.)).

Sense of "consistent with fact" first recorded c. 1200; that of "real, genuine, not counterfeit" is from late 14c.; that of "conformable to a certain standard" (as true north) is from c. 1550. Of artifacts, "accurately fitted or shaped" it is recorded from late 15c. True-love (n.) is Old English treowlufu. True-born (adj.) first attested 1590s. True-false (adj.) as a type of test question is recorded from 1923. To come true (of dreams, etc.) is from 1819.

Concerns

How ignorant we are to think that we are making Progress and that Men in the Mechanical Age is the ultimate product of Evolution.   We wield powers to great to handle, in a mercurial folly we stole the Fire from the Gods by splicing the atom.  We are left with debris for unfathomable timeperiods, incomprehensible for our human understanding.   We leave our offspring, unweary of us then and worry how we can warn them now, and are confronted with the limits of language and symbols to tell them 'Please leave, there is only death to be found here'

How ignorant we are to think, we carry out our Persuit of Science and send out a time capsule into space, a lone voyager , set out on a Hyperbole Statement Course of Weltschmerz, to be noticed and that 'We Are Here'.

The Golden Record

How ignorant we are that we only feel connected in our loneliness with a black box, our personal Monolith, which we percieve as iSmart in comparison to our reflecting image on the polished black.  A fragile web of hyperlinks and pointers to be liked and twittered.  What will the Big Data of all of this reveal, no more then an Exposed Individual available for exploitation by the Marketplace to passify anxities and devise more Services and Goods to facilitate and nourish Angst.

2001: A Space Odysssey

How ignorant we are to give our voice to others and called it democracy, the best of the worst means to organise society and leave it at that, trusting they are the Philantropists, who will govern us to the benefit of all.  Will they let us share in their wealth?  The methiculous devised scheme, to offer our whole Being freely and to let it be molded into the sufficating workweek in exchange for cash, which will ultimately lose it's value and will return to them, who never did anything for it in the first place, in the mean time, making a small intrest on your spendings.

How blunted we are to wage War and call it Our Religious Right to uphold the Honour of Death Prophets and Saints or to Defend our Civilised Cultural Values against Terror unknown, Monsters under the Bed, the Stranger idling around in Public Space: the Menace of our Children.  How numb in our thinking that we are entitled only to an opinion and that the Written words exceeds the Universal Truth denied.  Estranged we are of the writings of old, even more of the message the Prophets had to bare.

How foolish our efforts to rally for Climate Change, to Stop Child Abuse, to protest for Peace, to End Poverty, when the wheels of the Corpus Globulus  crushes and grinds and leaves only death.  Denied of Truth, we emotional attach ourselves to a branded outreach of more of the same corrupted ideologies.  The Feel Good Pacifier who's sole aim is to get as much money out of your pocket.  The only reason it is tax deductable, as stimulant to give away more, of the earnings of thy labour, which eventually ends up back, in the hands whom gave you the money in the first place, willing or unwilling.  The flesh devouring Blossoming Flower with a pungent Stench we learned to appriciate, we idolise until this day, the Same and we like More of it.

stillscreens of Pink Floyd The Wall

Demoralization and we call it Positive Thinking.  If we tap into the Good Vibrations we can achieve what we Dream, yet we are in fact asleep.  Do Not Disturb the universal understood sign in our Hostel we call Home, during our measured time.  A Sign sold as Enlightenment.  How ignorant to see that to be disturbed is a crucial step in the process to attaining Knowledge, the only option to eventually escape the Samsaric Wheel and to Rule over it. The Dung Beetle is the only creature I am aware of who gets happy about shit, rolls it into a ball and treasures it.  With Positive Thinking we learn to appreciate shit and feel good about it.  It has nothing to do with Thinking, it is the exact opposite.

These are just some more thoughts to be done with, to aquit myself off, don't expect anything.    Because if you come here to get something out of it, this place is abandonned and haunted.   If you want to join this journey further,  accompagnied with Dante and Enzensberger, embark, but as your guide I must warn you that there our more perrilous things to come.

Please leave, there is only Death to be found here