One face of the Truth (not necessarily the one pro-claimed by religion) can be seen through the magic work of the art. Or should it be Art? Again, no compulsory bow to deities here.
My definition of art has its proper scientific base, and it is My science which follows My rules and laws. Because I live in My world I inherited with my first un-called breath, a world that started when I began and will end very near to my end. There will be some time-space left for the Cause to pronounce the verdict and give My masterpiece the frame that it needs so it can be hanged Up There.
Over the years I have tried to find the Way as the Truth seemed to be right at the end of the Journey. Somewhere the two seemed to be One. The way was true and the truth the only way. Then it became confusing and somehow un-meaning.
They told me to ignore them altogether.
Truth, Way, Fate or Faith are just words with nothing behind them but desire. A desire that does not have a fulfilment because it does not ask for it. It feeds itself from within and from time to time it throws out there in the Agora the un-finished or un-born sketches.
They said that He was both the Way and the Truth. What can I say?
Aha! Where or when has The Desire got lost then?