For those who didn’t google it or watch The Boondocks Saints…and then google it, Veritas is latin for Truth. However being as your are reading this blog post one may presume you are well read..and in this day in age one would further presume you are a crippled introverted academic or are on the spectrum. Whichever you are I am sure we would get along. Lets take a moment to compact space and time and shake hands…
Woa woa woa ok…Veritas….
Truth.
I was writing one morning about this predicament we place ourselves in…for seemingly no reason. We figuratively bind ourselves open and vulnerable to the mercy of that which we trust. True trust is blind and brave…or even stupid. I would ask myself this often…are you being romantic and brave by giving your heart away or are you being silly? And why?
Because love. *queue the orchestra*
But eh.
a caesura
I felt like there is more. I mean yes, love is the seed….love is the answer… I’m on board. But I like having a bit more of a footpath back to that concept otherwise there is never anything to talk about.
SO WHY DO WE LIKE THIS. I know I do. I fall in love with an idea, a soul, a croissant from my favorite breakfast place down the road, and then WHAM, I send my heart away with wings made only from faith that it wont be the last time I feel said love.
I’m writing about love now aren’t I.
Do you use question marks on rhetorical questions.
Well let’s stay on this train of thought and see where it goes. Maybe eventually it’ll lead to all my lost trains of thought. I would love to see them again. Probably with all the missing socks.
My head got a bit ahead of my hands when writing this and I think I have reached a conclusion.
Love.
Love is the answer.