As Emily Dickinson said there is “no frigate like a book which could take us away” … A writer writes from their imagination, something from the soul which is ever in motion, and can take a reader to faraway places and different times, and expose us to experiences and truths we might not otherwise fathom… and the words live-on, once they are written. We can experience these words, and truths a thousand years later, we can understand the wisdom and morality from Dumas’ The Count of Monte Cristo, written a hundred and eighty years ago, or experience the transcendent oneness with Rumi from the thirteenth century…
Oneness
by Rumi
There are many languages in the world —
but all with one meaning.
Water becomes one
when you break the jars.
The soul will send news to all
possessed of spiritual vision,
when you break
the heart
from words.
The words, the ideas, the poetry never ends as long as someone still finds the truth and beauty of such works. Author’s can find a form of immortality through such virtuous creations.
But words are not restricted to the domain of truth tellers, they are also the tools of those who would deceive and lie for their own entertainment. And even worse, are the unvirtuous who would lie and manufacture facts for some devious purpose, or self-aggrandizement. Sadly, lies can live long healthy lives, as well as, beautiful poetry or virtuous books. Generally, the authors are and often desire to remain hidden, for they know they are lying.
Conspiracy theories today seem to have a life of their own, they may have been born in satire and humor, but when promoted by those who know better, they begin to find favor and instead of taking us smoothly to new places, they create turbulence, and to those willing to believe, they promulgate dangerous beliefs… and worse they leave a legacy which allows the weak to trust no truths, to believe nothing. Regardless the facts, they will choose to believe the wildest conspiracy theories.
I met someone a couple weeks ago, a young man who thought the moon landing was a fake, that it never happened… I think with all the real stories to be read, for all the truths to be understood, what a waste of intellect, imagination, of soul to believe such nonsense… This was a conspiracy born in the 1970’s which should have been long-disabused and died, and yet it survives. I told him I worked in the space business for 40 plus years and I knew Apollo astronauts and I understand what it takes to go to space, and I answered some of his questions and tried to write over a wrong in his heart, but who knows if truth can take root in such salted soil? He said, well “at least I’m not a flat-Earther” as if this was some level of virtue.
Imagine now, the lost souls who will believe and pass to their children and beyond the stories of immigrants stealing pets to eat them? Lies may live long lives… words are fragile things, which should be treated with care by responsible truth tellers, and those who would abuse these words should be banished to the hells they seek to create.
I’m continuously amazed, at such a time as ours, with untold riches of information available, millions and millions of worthy books, poetry, history, and legitimate fact-based news we are a society which produces millions of people who will keep the words which should die alive. They will believe, regardless of the truths available, the most outlandish lies, because they want to… I imagine they would even be willing to believe the Grimm’s Fairy Tales are really history.