An aspirant to the truth

An aspirant to the truth

That, what is not false is the truth. With fallacies tainting every breath of air, the quest for grasping the truth becomes as much challenging as sneezing with our eyes shut. The time is such that subjects cannot even speak the truth to themselves. Fallacies have been anchored into the earth so deep with truth crushed under it. In the midst of the mist of fallacies, walks a girl who aims to establish truth. She is in a hunt for reality, with which she aims to blow away the mist of fallacies.

The aspirant to truth, she is. The girl knows no magic of changing the weather, she did try to shine away the mist of fallacies but the dampness of fallacies overwhelmed the heat of her truthful effort. Everyone she interacted with seemed to have forgotten what truth feels like, worse they seemed not to uphold the concept of truth; fallacies seemed as though it pumped into every veins of their body with every palpitation of their heart.

There was a time when she illustrated truth before people who were infected of fallacies, the illustration was of little help because they had already been programmed by fallacies to reject what is true. She has come across fallacies in different shapes and sizes, there were some fallacies that was spread by very powerful people who debuted fallacies in the air, there also were people who had been around the former people so much that they had scavenged fallacies and now they are generating their own fallacies. The sad thing is these preachers of fallacies can be seen fraudulently representing themselves as prophets of truth.

The girl has no intention of giving up her quest to truth, she is all prepared to fight fallacies to establish truth. She knows what it is, she believes in it and she is guided by it, the truth. There were times when her immunity was dueled by fallacies, the result as expected, the truth in her and the truth she believed in stabbed the hostile fallacy on its chest and came out victorious.

She had heard that believing in fallacies had made people powerful. She does want to be powerful but she does not want the power that makes people preachers of fallacies. She wants to command truth but at the same time she does not want to do it with a 'mask of truth' over her face, like those preachers of fallacies, she wants to shape her face into acquainting people with the face of an aspirant to truth.

The aspirant to truth has remained uncharred from the wildfire of fallacies, she has protected herself with the best repellent, the suit of truth. She is in no minds to take off the suit of truth, not today and not until her last day. She is in search for an environment where she does not need to keep her 'suit of truth' on, for she is in wait of the situation where it will rain truth and flood away fallacies. An aspirant to truth she is.