Hatred to Truth

Truth is painful. The path of seeking truth is never easy. What is this obsession of truth of human beings? Does truth free you? Why am I crying without a cry in a tiny cell of truth? My heart bleeds by the edge of the blue sword of truth. Truth sings joyfully with its venomous tongue. The faith of human beings to truth is reckless. This stupidity of our own moulds our brain. The dazzling blood of heart and pungent tears of eyes is glouriously attractive. Is life worth the living? What do you say, my Camus?

Jesus's body is His truth. This ordourous corpus is the absolute truth. The terminus of Philosophie should be corpus. Since corpus itself entails sophie. Body is pain. Pain is a sort of feeling you feel through senses in the body. Therefore pain is body and body is sophie. Why did God grant corpus as truth to human beings. Why not some lightness for truth. I shall put my burden under your feet, Lord, but why not some fairness for Thee.

Such a terminus is not human though. Since philosophie is human, too human. For the original Christian faith philosophy is foolishness. [M. Heidegger] The truth is revealed in the body of Christ, the Corpus, which is human, so human. What is human and what is not? Why does truth never disclose itself? It only harms the tame spaniels of truth without mercy. The angel of death opens his beautiful hands with the bitter sweet conciliation of a little truth of life on.



Angel Hye-young Kim