A Singular Truth

Truth is. Lies are.

A linguistic aberration? A whim of chance? Or something more?

Can it be that grammar teaches us the indivisible nature of truth? And the recurring, many-headed character of lies?

One God, one Truth and only one measure of success. We are taught this in a world where all that we see is a contradiction of all three. There are atheists and there is polytheism. There are gypsies and there is the Housewives Association of Victoria. And there are many versions of Truth – each one equally real and alive to its owner.

How about Lies then? They multiply, duplicate, add-on, and ultimately – divide. We have all experienced the futility of killing a lie, while so many of its insidious relatives fill the world, like Indians filling America.

The question is – have few ever really triumphed over many?

Perhaps the clue to the identity of the final victor is also buried in grammar. You lie. But you have to tell the truth. Or be truthful. The first comes naturally, but the latter needs conscious effort. Truth costs us.

Then again, perhaps it’s not really a victory for Lies as much as a reversal to his true nature for Man.

Because the real Singular Truth is: Lies are us.