Jesus answered, "You are right in saying I am a king. In fact, for this reason I was born, and for this I came into the world, to testify to the truth. Everyone on the side of truth listens to me."
"What is truth?" Pilate asked.
John 18:37-38
How...Roman of him. I can see Pilate there, listening to this Jew's claim of royalty, ready to be rid of this mess Jesus has caused him. Pilate, paranoid and tired of the Jews' antics, just wanted Caesar's approval, nobody else's. But he had a 'civil' mind. Oh, the absurdity of the 'civil' mind.
"What is truth?" How...post-modern of him!
I've always made the connection between Roman and American history, just how much faster America's is advancing. It seems Romans had this (I think) laziness of thought too.
What is truth?
Bah.
That question, which I hear frequently (though maybe in different words), makes me want to scream. How do we know we actually exist? What is feeling, sensing? Who are we to decide reality? Look in front of you, oh indecisive one! The reality (truth) is right there! Stop taking the easy way out by way of "philosophizing" and look around you. Even if this "isn't truly reality" and "maybe there's a big something above us just doing magic tricks in front of our eyes" it doesn't change our experience. We can only react accordingly to what we know, and what we know is right in front of us, so stop this nonsensical questioning!
The ivory tower is a dangerous place to reside, a place only where you confuse yourself with your own thoughts. Want to know you're alive? Go downtown and visit the projects. Get involved with somebody who needs your help. You'll know you're alive.
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