Before you taint the unspoken words of truth, it is absent of any variation. Because we all have our own opinions and perspectives, the truth never comes out pure. It is one of the only things that cannot exist between two people. The truth is self evident, therefore cannot be analyzed. Yet, as humans we try and try to rationalize, categories, and minimalize every phrase spoken. We just can't accept things, it is impossible. So it seems, that one of our greatest methods of communication and expression, proves to only inhibit our communication and expression. Were we like animals, we would not challenge any truth felt. We would not care to express it amongst each other because it would be better to be felt and not spoken. O spite you GODS. For we, mere humans, will never know the truth. Will we? Simply because we won't let ourselves see and experience it without question. Simply because we are not GODS, we cannot know the truth as it is . So, I shall bow to you and accept what little knowledge of the truth you choose to bestow upon me.

She fell.
She fell hard and fast.
She fell so hard, in fact, that she could not feel herself moving at all.
Convinced that she was grounded, she continued to race ahead full speed.

She met them on the way down.
They seemed to know the way, so she followed.
Only, they moved at a  faster pace than she was used to.
Yet, she trailed behind them.
These people had been falling for a while now.
They knew that the bottom couldn't be too far.
Yet, she was in denial.
After all, she had only been falling for a short while.

With the help of them, she would reach the bottom in no time.
"Don't worry", they said, "We'll be there soon".
"You'll love it there, no worries, no stress, just an all time high."

She saw the bottom approaching. It was coming way too fast.
She was nervous that it might hurt when she hit.
She tried to grasp out for something or someone to grab.
Someone to save her, to keep her still, to help her back up.
She was sorry. She wanted another chance.
She would climb all the way back to the top if she had to.
Yet, she had burned all of her bridges. She had no way of reaching anyone.

They laughed as she continued to grasp for them.
They knew this moment would come.
They knew that it would hurt when she hit.
She never believed them. She shunned their efforts.

Now, she saw the bottom right in front of her trembling face.
She took a deep breath....
closed her eyes...
fought back the useless tears....
and prepared herself.

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