Treasure Island

johnson antony

(30 8 1992 / nileshwar)

My thoughts


my thoughts leads me some where
i reach a question every time
what is true
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my quest towards truth during ma philosophy studies.
i hear of the philosophers saying that they search for truth.they say they found the truth which was not the truth that is proved by others

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  • Elena Sandu (1/19/2014 3:16:00 AM)

    I don't know which is the most important thing is to find the truth or to search the truth? One thing I know for sure, it feels good to question, there may be nothing better than the liberty that a freed mind could gift us. Keep living, truth is alive, always changing so we may not be able to prove the catch of the absolute truth if we don't let our minds to speed run after it. Lol, my run is slower, as I've got into a marathon. (Report) Reply

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