4 Dhul Qaʿdah, 1445

I am at war with myself and a bevy of information

and the realization that there are way too many words to choose from when trying to figure out what to say, and there are way too many objects on Earth, and people desire explanations for even the most trivial events and even then have trouble figuring out the meaning behind them.

meaning and context

seem to be the first casuality whenever someone endeavors to spread information for information’s sake and across the globe there is this fervorous quest for the truth…and mankinds place in the middle of what is true, correct and just. and despite how many people there are in this world the majority of us fail to accept that we cannot all be correct all at once.

With all this being said, I cannot tell you what to make of it. I’m not sure myself. I’m in the middle of gesturing toward something; a notion, a suspicion. No, a hypothesis;
hypothetically speaking when you speak, do you say what you are trying to say all of the time? Do you say what you mean? Or do you mean to say whatever is going to mean something to whoever you’re speaking to?

Say, if these two things: (a) What you mean to say and (b) What will mean something to someone else are not in agreement with each other are you being truthful? Is the communication of truthfulness as black and white as I may be alleging to to be?

I don’t think so, but I do think that either way we are all falling short in truth, With ourselves and others. Much of this is to be blamed on what we think we know and what we want to believe and what we think we know about our beliefs.