A liar and a thief...

We might not be able to know what reality is about, but we can be aware of the explicitness of facts. To get a better grip on the intricate nature of the truth and its ambiguity, we have to scrutinize facts and find out about their codes. Yet, we can’t ignore that reality is a very intriguing place, since facts may be construed, receive variant contexts and create alternate outcomes, which, in turn, might spark new realities, over again. But how it hurts to dream of these things, to promise, to think when you have absolutely nothing in hand. When the future is looming only by its ambiguity leaving you distressed, afraid of your destiny. Where to go and how to know. That suspense is serving its mystery. Let it be not his misery, he already has that anxiety void of any tranquility.