Food for thought. Or maybe food for nothing.

Believing implies that the nature of things is a decision. There is no recognition of what is, or that anything is, when one “believes”.

Now, I may see a tree, and believe I don’t. I may believe I am intelligent when I am stupid. I may believe in dreams, when dreams are an illusion. I may believe in gravity, when gravity is without me. I may believe just about anything I want, when those things are not real, definable, or apparent.

Seeing the truth is a state of recognition, not belief. Seeing what is, is a rare ability, to be debunked by the believers.

Truth exists. Within you and without you.