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Gallileo may not have said these words at his trial, but they still resonate.  Regardless of all the explanations, defenses and excuses, there is at the end of the day-causation.   And maybe some accountability.  Perhaps it won't be found in court, but for those who are able to find the intestinal fortitude to look themselves in the eye, there is truth to be acknowledged.

A universal truth?  Hard to come by from my way of thinking, but here's an attempt at one:  The real reasons we do things, or don't do them, are not anathema if we can find the means to be an observer-no need to pass judgment, no categorization based on religion, upbringing or current or aspired social status.  Just something to note, and pick up and look at it from all angles, taste it, smell it, watch it develop.  And then to acknowledge it out loud.

I'm pretty sure this leads to being misunderstood and even ostracized sometimes.  But how freeing it must be to see without needing to label and box.  Whatever it is really exists, regardless of what we choose to name it.