Christopher Moore once wrote, “blue is beauty, not truth”.
When I read that for the third time, focusing on the phrase rather than racing ahead to enter as a silent character in the story, I recognized you: beauty distilled, crystalized and incarnate, but of “truth”, in you I found none although its verisimilitude surrounds you and echoes off of you, blinding, well, at the very least me. And knowing that, at least so far, has never made a difference.
In all honesty you can claim never to have deceived me as regardless of what you said and did, I perceived the truth, but never cared, or at least never cared enough.
The price I’ve always known was far beyond what I could pay but even then, it seemed reasonable, again, enough. One wonders why or how and the only answer I can come up with is that beauty trumps truth, if, again, it’s beautiful enough.
Enough of “enough”s though, forsooth forsworn.
And thus, “thou art beauty and beauty such as makes truth irrelevant”, at least to me, at least so far. How very, very sad, at least for me.
I’ll deserve all the suffering and sorrow I experience and yours won’t be the fault, you just are.
And I know better, I just don’t care.
© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2018; all rights reserved. Please feel free to share with appropriate attribution.
Guillermo Calvo Mahé (a sometime poet) is a writer, political commentator and academic currently residing in the Republic of Colombia although he has primarily lived in the United States of America (of which he is a citizen). Until recently he chaired the political science, government and international relations programs at the Universidad Autónoma de Manizales. He has academic degrees in political science (the Citadel), law (St. John’s University), international legal studies (New York University) and translation studies (the University of Florida’s Center for Latin American Studies). He can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org and much of his writing is available through his blog at http://www.guillermocalvo.com.