How can you remain sane in a world that claims you are insane simply because you think? I’ve struggled to get myself out of the cave and away from my fellow man to find my own self truth. I wanted to find the answers for myself rather than accept them blindly. As I left the cave I heard cries from my closest friends, calling for me to stay with them; stay where it was safe.
It was the hardest decision I ever had to make, but I left. This journey I am on is not complete, I have not found the end of this cave and I’m not sure there is one. I’ve come across a few other peoples and their fires, their beliefs and I stayed with them to learn more from them.
The longer this journey continues the more I realize that this cave is more a prison than it is a home. This cave has imprisoned these people and locked them away in its far corners with its extreme ideas of life.
I’m wondering if I could ever return to my people, even if I knew the path would I go “home?” Is there a better place for me out there? I’m starting to have a difficult time distinguishing fake light from real light now as my mind begs for truth.
The longer this journey continues the more my mind wants to find truth, to be at rest. But the long this journey continues the more I realize that truth will not bring peace or rest; not for me and not for my mind.