
Personal Reflection:
We are flooded with borrowed truths — from pulpits, screens, politics, and algorithms. They tell us what to value, what to chase, what to fear. But Kierkegaard reminds us that none of it matters if it isn’t ours. To live on someone else’s borrowed conviction is to live half-asleep.
The harder work is carving out a truth forged in your own fire. Not a slogan, not a trend, not a doctrine handed down, but a truth you’ve wrestled with — one you’d stake your life on. Finding it isn’t about certainty. It’s about the courage to hold something so close it becomes inseparable from who you are.
Reflective Prompt:
What truth have you claimed as your own — the one that could guide you even when everything else falls away?
I concur, I try as much as I can to be more mindful. 🙂
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sometimes it is so hard.
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yesss, anger and frustration are the stuff that makes poetry but conversely blinds you heheh.. live with both I guess :))
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