When the penny drops it’s an imaginary sound that rings hard, bounces, reverberates and casts a somewhat dark spell on every firing neuron in your waking brain. The orchestra of its shrill metallic fall is both painful but calming. Painful, because truth, without the peace of understanding, can be murder but calming in the way that it’s emphatic vibration seems to connect all things once unseen; once ignored.
The truth doesn’t always bring us closer, understanding does.
The truth doesn’t always bring us closer, but it can set you free.
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