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Three Secrets

One of the many secrets of life: There is no true freedom. Man is slave to his own ignorance And to his own personal sense of reality. This, in turn, leads to another secret: The only true sin is ignorance. All the sought-out and accepted teachings Of priests and prophets, Rabbis and theologians, Imams and evangelicals Are just rhetoric, empty words from hollow men Purportedly meant to give Comfort and order to Man's life, But only succeed in burdening him With a genuine and profound sense Of undeserved guilt for sins he did not commit. All the answers Man thinks He learns from these teachings about life's secrets Are merely vague, naïve assumptions Based on unlistened to answers To unanswered questions, In his trite and pitiful attempt To deal with the biggest secret of all… The reality of death… And coming, finally, to the inevitable conclusion That there is no arguing with reality. Author's note: There is no forestalling the inevitable moment, whenever it may come. The best that most of us can hope for is, that when it's our turn, we might possibly go saddened but not embittered.

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