none of us have ever lied….

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The truth is like a blanket spread

Over life, allowing just a glimpse of light

Through its weave, a sparkling.

The brightest bits will always make it through

But angles make it hard to see

Whose view is best, whose sight is right,

And what if that means we are all

Seeing something truthful from

Our spot beneath the covers here,

Let us just agree with them,

With each other, make our peace.

I was listening to an audiobook today and the author said that really everyone agrees. Even when people are at opposing ends of an argument agree on the facts, they just prioritize the ones that mean the most to them.

I really liked that idea that nobody is telling lies, they are just viewing the world from their little corner. And in their little corner, things are a bit strange, but they can back it up with facts if you pushed them.

And I guess that is so true. The world is so vast and we don’t even understand what our individual brains do and why we feel things the way we do and what consciousness is.

I like the idea that there are lots of different truths and they all run simultaneously. I also like to think that the real ‘truth’ will be revealed to us when we die. At that point we will say ‘oooh, now I get it’, and all those things that we spent hours worrying over will seem so insignificant.

That kind of helps me through when life seems a bit heavy. I just thought it might help you.

Much Love

Rachel xx

travelling forwards and backwards in time

Where would you go if you had a machine

You could climb inside and press sets of buttons

And pull various levers until there’s a whirring

And a flashing of lights. Your brain starts to swill

As the pulling of time twists your insides.

Would you go to the Ice Age and ride on the mammoth

Or visit the Tudors and watch a Shakespearean play?

Perhaps you’d go forward to a time we don’t know

Where there’s robots and AI, and holograms

So pop stars can sing in ordinary front rooms.

But what if you played with the time-space continuum

And our lives were all altered beyond recognition?

Would you still travel if it changed all you knew?

I am in love with any story that deals with time travel or parallel story lines. Anything like The Time Traveler’s Wife, About Time or Sliding Doors are right up my street. I think that the reason I love these stories so much is that they get my little brain ticking and thinking what if?

I wonder if I would actually like to go forwards or backwards and whether there would be any repercussions. I also wonder what my life would be like if I made a single decision just a little bit differently; would my life be completely different?

I’m always so curious about those photos you see on Facebook that were taken in the 1930s and in the middle of the crowd there is a man in Ray bans and board shorts. I know that they are probably photoshopped but it still gets me thinking. Wouldn’t it be amazing if you spotted somebody you knew in one of those photos? What would you do if you asked them about it and they just smiled and shrugged?

I’m sure that time travel has been achieved, just like there are probably loads of things that we don’t know about what the powers that be know of UFOs. I promise I’m not a conspiracy theorist but stories about these kinds of things are always going to pull me in; I’m a sucker for them.

Much Love

Rachel xx