Eternal, extra-temporal, categorical truths are hard to find, if there is any. We want to say yes, this is it, this is true, this is what I want, this is meant for me. We want to be done with the uncertainties, unclear ambiguities, confusing values.

But we are helplessly trapped in time, crushed with the weight of history, manipulated by the wily hormones. Free will is seasoned too much that it doesn't taste so sweet any more. We have to deal with social things we are aware of and unaware of, and somehow say things correctly and even when we do, sometimes worry if it was communicated properly. All because,

because we want to. Maybe are made to want to do it. Whether deeply or superficially or incorrectly or temporarily, we want to. And I guess, if you are uncertain about something, but it feels right in the moment, if it really does, and you know that you will not regret it-- do it. That's one small truth you got to.


Mothagesso.