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Certainty Is the Loudest Illusion

Certainty Is the Loudest Illusion


Relief follows conclusion. The instant something is named and fixed, the body unwinds as if threat has receded. The undefined is given borders. The shifting is assigned form. The mind recognizes this contraction as safety.


But what exactly is being protected?


When an answer appears, it does more than clarify, it stabilizes identity. A position is taken. A story is reinforced. The unknown, which moments ago felt vast and unsettled, is compressed into something manageable. Not necessarily true. Just manageable.


Certainty is often less about understanding and more about containment.


The mind struggles with open spaces. Questions without endpoints feel like exposure. Without a conclusion, there is no ground to stand on, no identity to defend, no orientation to rely upon. So it moves quickly, sometimes aggressively, toward resolution. A belief is adopted, an explanation assembled, and the discomfort of ambiguity is silenced.


Yet, what has truly changed? The situation remains what it was. Only the narrative around it has hardened.


Look closely at conviction. The firmer it appears, the more it resists examination. Strong certainty rarely invites dialogue; it demands agreement. It speaks loudly not because it is stable, but because it fears being dissolved. Beneath many rigid conclusions lies an unspoken anxiety, the fear that without this belief, something essential will collapse.


And perhaps something would.


When certainty loosens, the one who clings to it becomes less defined. Identity built on positions begins to soften. The illusion of being the one who “knows” starts to fade. This fading can feel like loss. But it may also be freedom.


a conclusion builds a wall,

and calls it clarity,

a question removes the wall,

and leaves the sky exposed,

the sky does not rush,

to explain itself....!!


Reality does not conclude. It unfolds. It revises. It contradicts. It moves in patterns too complex for final sentences. The mind, however, prefers endings. It wants the chapter closed, the answer secured, the doubt eliminated. It equates stillness with certainty.


But stillness is not the same as finality.


There is a steadiness available that does not depend on answers. A clarity that does not require definitions. A presence that remains intact even when nothing is resolved. When the need to conclude relaxes, life is no longer reduced to fit belief. It is allowed to remain vast.


Certainty may feel comforting. But openness is not weakness. And what is true does not require a wall around it.


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#R022 Notes from an inward dialogue.

 
 
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