you're not always right

How quickly conclusions chip, crack, break, and crumble. Something as solid as truth is easily faltered by a weakened idea, a recalled thought. Evidence isn't proof; all the instances may line up, the necessary  data coincide, but one small, tiny detail is enough to destroy everything someone has ever believed or come to know as "truth." It only takes one hole to ruin the whole. There can be nothing certain and nothing concrete. These are what break us, the firm belief that we are right. It divides. Driving us to deceive and manipulate, our assurance in validity of personal impression destroys the nature of the faith we've built. Fact is not a matter, fact does not exist. There are only signs that point to glimpses of destiny. Be it positive or negative, we cannot control our futures. But taking action in the present, making the most of here, emanating the kindest and most genuine of ways, this builds the strongest structure possible. It's hard to see any holes in honest goodness. Without deception, we may expand the structure and strengthen it with every inch. This is the hope for our uncontrolled posterity. Not our thoughts, our selves, but the unhampered goodness that will make us unstoppable.