There is truth.
then, there are answers.
while questions exist to challenge truth. they exist to bend black unto white.
that is gray.
that is life.
one answer is derived from reason and sometimes an answer is derived from principal truths. the ones stark black and white unbending unwilling to bend. to refract light, into grey.
that is life.
life is gray
grey as in you have a choice, to smile, to frown.
gray to lie or hold the crest, the shield of truth.
holding back the 3rd degree.
choices backed by grey reasoning make you villainous.
choices backed by gray reasons make you heroic.
life is to have a choice.
whereas death, you cannot choose.
death comes in your proudest moment. in your weakest frame. in an instant too fast too short.
there is too much loss in grey matters this holiday.
wether or not we knew them well.
or at all. really.
this whole choice is as large as we are tall,
in life,
but a small man dies as easily as a tall man fall down.
its just bigger than we are.
R.I.P.
