It seems to be a fact that the moment you believe something to be true, you find out that it is not. This speaks to the idea that the reality of the matter is that there are no truths.

We are all chasing after something that doesn’t exist, and it seems as though it isn’t this “truth” or our desire for it that pulls us forward towards it. I believe that it’s more of a force that is pushing us from behind.

Desire is born out of lack, you would never feel the desire for something unless you feel that you are lacking. This also means that desire is born at an instant; at the first instant that you feel lacking. It is that initial lack that drives us forward (if you can even say forward because that implies positive progress).

We’ll never find satisfaction, because we aren’t enough. We are always lacking.

I am lacking…