I am a true loner. I do not make a good friend in the societal sense. I will never be thin. This was a biggie for me to really comprehend. It would permeate my self worth.
I will die.
I will do anything for children and animals. However, when it so happens that I will not be able to, I must deal with my limitations and the gut wrenching reality that I simply could not. It was in the *try*.

I am lazy as hell about exercise.

It is coming to terms with who we really are, and who we are not…and making peace with that. Accepting ourselves for we are…warts and all. MY awakening to imperfection. Taking off the rose colored glasses to see all that is for what it is.

You’re probably dealing with someone who has a lot invested in the alternatives.

First, it is difficult to read feelings on an internet forum. If the words had been your own, I would have been serious, whether I agreed or not.

Your introductory remark “Yep”, posted on the off topic board, I took as kind of an offhand remark that might even have been sarcastic. If you had followed the quote with a comment that it has had an important impact on your feelings, I would have been inclined to post a serious response. Maybe if you had posted on Community I might have “got it”, but maybe not

Lacking cues I needed, I resorted to my frequent inclination to respond with sarcasm that I intend to be humorous and never insulting.

Anyway…

I agree with Pod that the quote is not profound but there is nothing wrong with it’s message.

It boils down to this, Truth is what it is, until it isn’t. Truth is important to me but I am willing to recognize what is, when what was is proven to be untrue.

It is my belief that truth becomes malleable when faith enters the equation. When faith is involved truth is “truly” only a matter of perception.

Since “reality” is also malleable there is probably nothing wrong with that. It just doesn’t fit my version of “reality”.

Oh and,

References to a greater truth do not resonate with me. Truth is Truth, there is no greater or lesser truth. It can not be quantified.

I’m afraid not. I’ve looked into the face of god often enough, and take my word for it, he’s a soulless butcher.
I’ll take my chances with the storm any time.

There are things I know I’ll never know. I like to think about them.

That’s my koan.

I’m cool with that.

I can’t stay mad…dammit! Your apology is accepted with a *smack* on yer tushie.