What is the truth?

Is there such a thing called truth?
Is it absolute or relative?
Can you call facts, the truth?
Or is truth much larger?
If this life is an illusion, are the truths we assume as truths, really the truth?
Does truth have morals?
Is there such a thing called good truth and bad truth?
Is half-truth a lie?
Is being economical with the truth, a sin?
Does the mirror know the truth?
Did Buddha know the truth?
Is there a difference between knowing the truth and realising the truth?
Is destiny a pack of lies?
Do the languages have the vocabulary to fathom the truth?
Can the truth be figured by thinking?
Can it be figured by staying still and silent?
What happens when you realise the truth?
Is that the end?
What do you do then?

What are we afraid of?

Are you afraid of losing the love of your life?
Are you afraid of being overshadowed by someone else?
Are you afraid of letting down someone?
Are you afraid of not having enough?
Are you afraid of not having a child?
Are you afraid of not finding a soul mate?
Are you afraid of loneliness?
Are you afraid of not being appreciated?
Are you afraid of your ideas getting killed?
Are you afraid of carrying the weight of responsibility?
Are you afraid of upsetting the apple cart?
Are you afraid of complicating your life?
Are you afraid of taking on bullies?
Are you afraid of being laughed at?
Are you afraid of looking at the mirror?
Are you afraid of being penalized?
Are you afraid your wealth will vaporize?
Are you afraid your health will implode?
Are you afraid of running out of time?
Are you afraid of being blamed?
Are you afraid your world will collapse?
Are you afraid of the truth?
If so, what is the truth?

What is soul searching?

Is it about peeling the many layers of your persona?
Is it about dropping the masks you've donned all your life?
Is it about pulling the rug from under your own feet?
Is it about unplugging yourself from the world of illusions?
Is it a journey to find the drop of truth inside your universe of self-deception?
Is it the futile pursuit of the non-existent?
Is it your rendezvous with your unsullied self?
Is it the confluence of your past's past, present's present and future's future?
Is it a scuba dive into the ocean of the sub-conscious?
Why are we reluctant do it?
What are we afraid of?

What is this soul?

Is it the 21 gram weight-loss your body suffers when you die?
Is it the inner voice that speaks to you in a moment of crisis?
Is it the oxygen that flows through your veins?
Is it the self-propagating selfish gene from the primordial parental soup?
Is it the instinct that overrules the mind and the heart?
Is it the invisible spark from the immortal fire?
Is it that which makes you human?
Is it the moral police residing within?
Is it the actor that plays out many characters in many lives?
Is it the electricity that powers the machine called body?
Is it the program written by destiny to operate you?
Why haven't scientists been able to figure it out?
Do you need scientists to figure it out?
Can't you search your soul, all by yourself?
If so, what is soul searching?

What is I?

Is it what you think you are?
Or is it what you really are?
Are you, I?
Or am I, I?
Why can't your I be my I?
Who created this I?
Is I the same, all through your life?
Is the child I different from the adult I?
If I is not a constant throughout your life, can I be defined?
If I cannot be defined, does it mean that you are many people in your life?
If you are many people in your life, who is the real I?
Is there such a thing called the real I?
Or is I the figment of our fertile imagination?
Is it the label we give to our ego?
If so, what is this ego?
Is it the sum total of all our feelings, fears and frustrations?
If that is true, then who gave us these feelings, fears and frustrations?
Did it come from within?
Or did it come from outside?
If it came from outside, then how is your ego, yours?
If it came from within, what is that within?
Is it the heart?
Is it the mind?
Is it the soul?
Is I a different entity from all these three?
Does a man with an artificial heart have an I?
Does a man with no memory have an I?
Does the soul have an I?
If so, then what is this soul?