A momentary lapse?

One must learn to face the truth. Even an unwanted truth. A feared truth. I wonder sometimes. If I really know who and what I am. Perhaps I am living illusions. Rather than reality. I perceive others. Around me. Living illusions. And most likely, the same goes for me. But I am too close to the forest to see the trees. I have to find ways. To step back. So that I can see the big picture. In an honest attempt to face the truth. About me. And about life. The fact is. That I don’t have forever. I am running out of time. That’s the peril of physical existence. It would be sad. If I never wind up. Facing the truth. But then, maybe there is no such thing as absolute truth. Absolute honesty. I wonder if any of us are capable of grasping the truth. Because it’s too awful. It would drive us crazy. Instead of setting us free. Better to avoid such a glum prospect. Where has my optimism gone? Is it a momentary lapse? --Jim Broede