It is said,
Truth is universal—
Yet it has also been said,
Truth is subjectivity.
Truth is
A universe,
Sinuglar, vast,
Expansive—yes—
Yet also narrow,
Like a key hole,
The light there
Only as a reminder
Of what one is locked
Behind.
Singularly,
Within this one
Creative cosmos
Lie a plethora of verses—
A multiverse
Wherein each speck
Is but a universe
Filled with endless galaxies.
Want it?—
The truth?—
Then come close,
Crouch down,
Zero in.
It can
be
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n
d
r
i
g
h
t
here
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🤷♀️
Somethings are—
Well—
Better left
Unknown and/or
Unknowable.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, September 28, 2025.
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Author:
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- Published: September 28th, 2025 07:58
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Salvia.S, Doggerel Dave
Comments5
A great man once said. The truth is hidden under a bodyguard of lies.
I suspect in today's climate that much is true.
Sadly, you must start your day with nothing is the truth till you check it out.
That’s a sharp observation, Paul. Truth often feels like it’s buried under layers...sometimes intentional, sometimes just noise. My piece was playing with that same paradox, how truth is both universal and elusive. Appreciate your insight, my friend. ♾️🧭🕰️🌫️
The truth can be too hard to hear and know, at such times it is better unknown. When I learned music I was told that everything was timing and so it is with life as well. Most of us are not prepared for the truth (what ever it is). That is the reason that we learn little by little as we become prepared. Well written Tristan.
Exactly, Soren...you caught the heart of it. Truth has weight, and as you said, timing decides when we’re able to bear it. That music-to-life connection you drew is brilliant…makes me smile even as it makes me think. Always grateful for your presence, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Always my pleasure my friend
Why yes, the last verse - some things...... about Popeye. But we know them really. Know what? Don't answer that! lol.
Haha, Orchi...you nailed it. That last verse leaves plenty unsaid...yet, we know, don't we?! 🤢. Always grateful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Is Popeye going green cos of eating too much spinach, or because.......? Alas, we can't answer that! lol.
Pleased to know I am relieved of the responsibility to know everything, Tristan. Indeed even in my current state of awareness, there is much I would wish to avoid.
Your extremely small sketch of an ever expanded multiverse is, I feel right all the way.
How you fuse these ideas in graphic form on the page gets my unreserved salutation.
Haha, yes Dave...sometimes not knowing is the greatest gift. Certainly! 💯 I’ll happily take that relief with you. And your salute on the format makes me smile big. Always grateful, my friend. ♾️🧭🕰️🌫️
Love the way this is laid out.. a fine write!
Tom, I really appreciate that, my friend. The layout was half the battle on this one, so I’m glad it delivered. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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