A Search for The Truth

All human speech, (verbal or written), that does not concern factual physical matters, and that is not mere social lubricant, is about a – “A Search for The Truth.”  Men may call their particular activity the study of:  history, anthropology, psychology, philosophy, theology, sociology, political science, the liberal arts, etc., but the underlying reality is and has always been the same thing: a search for – “THE TRUTH.”

You do not have to be an academic, or even know how to spell “philosophy,” to be so engaged.  Every time a man talks about the kinda guy he is, or comments on one football team’s superiority, or denounces some other person’s opinions on any subject, the man is engaged in a search for “The Truth.” 

Note that I put, “The Truth” in quotation marks, and even though everybody believes it exists, there is no common agreement as to how it can be objectively recognized.  A man telling you about the kinda guy he is, is searching for the TRUTH about what he is, via his endless, self-centered palaver.  There is no pre-established standard set by which he will be able to ultimately recognize the truth about what he is, as separate from all that he has said about himself that is not the truth.  And men debating the relative merits of different sports teams have no final, impartial model by which to make a conclusive determination of, “The Truth” about which is the better team.

Verbal tug-of-battles in all other second reality areas such as politics, religion, economics and morality, are in the same situation. The cellular activity in men’s brains, called the mind, is in a relentless search for, “The Truth,” but will admit to having no advance notion as to how it is to be correctly recognized – if found.  The popularity of religions is based on their claims of having such knowledge from extrinsic, super-human sources; brain cells pointing their little fingers away from themselves as they insist that the image they just made up actually exists – “just over there somewhere.”

Those of a more metaphysically wired mind of course, profess The Truth to BE “Metaphysical,” perhaps being SO removed from everyday life as to be beyond human comprehension.  But as is always the case, (if not the six pack), to a clear channel eye – the matter is not nearly so uncertain.  It’s just a matter of the mind being a creature of a reality of which it was also the creator – which, pragmatically, results in a situation wherein, (as should  be a surprise to no one), an eyeball in a Dali painting cannot, even with its very best efforts, ever see itself in context, or perceive its origin.

J.