by Anne Summers The inability to face Truth, and the ability to take comfort in

by Anne Summers

The inability to face Truth, and the ability to take comfort in an omission of Truth is causally dense and nuanced.

Think of the poor guy who has to have his heart ripped out and frapped several times before he can accept that the “love” of his life isn’t. Even then, sometimes Truth can’t be brutal enough to get through to him about her nature.

The pain one feels when they willfully and honestly stare straight into the Mirror (in the mythological context of soul, or self examination) is similar to placing flesh over an ionizer – only it radiates from the heart/chest cavity and gut. It’s not an condition where one’s tolerance of the experience is sustainable.

I believe those conditions are the origin for the practices of sacrifice, sanctifying, purification and baptism. And later on in the ritual of expulsion what’s further conceptualized as forgiveness.

Somehow, the evil of doing wrong, of being wrong had to be expunged, numbed, healed and renewed. Verity, Truth, kills those not annealed.

(Truth is a luxury of security?)