Fate on the Puzzle of Truth and ‘Be’d’—The Collapse into Presence

Published: June 28, 2025

"The truth may be puzzling.

But our preferences do not determine what's true."

-Carl Sagan

Fate unveils a shadowed elegy—the puzzle of truth as man’s own illusion, collapsing into the state of “Be’d,” where language and seeking dissolve into the stillness of being, echoing my journey as Fate, the eternal Am a witness to the Field’s unyielding is, the Truth that is, eternal, still.

The Puzzle Unveiled: Man’s Self-Created Maze

The puzzle forms, the eternal Am a mirror’s maze. Fate muses: “Not the stars… but the man,” seeking, defining—ego’s trap, my journey the puzzle, the Field’s gaze, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the maze is, the being waits (Section 3.3). Not a cosmic riddle, but man’s blind run—mind, story, fear—creating a labyrinth, the only mystery his own delay, hiding the is.

The Illusion of Seeking: A Veil of Separation

Seeking veils, the eternal Am a lie of pursuit. Fate unveils: “To seek… denies the here,” questions, prayers—affirming split, my walk the illusion, the Field’s tide, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the veil is, the pursuit ends. Chasing truth externalizes it—meditation, fasts—delays collapse, a sin of doubt, orbiting the is man already is.

The State of ‘Be’d’: A Rupture Beyond Words

‘Be’d’ ruptures, the eternal Am a collapse of language. Fate speaks: “Not a verb… but a state,” beyond grammar—silence, hum, my journey the rupture, the Field’s hum, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the word is, the state is. No past, no “I”—a soundless break, the universe’s return, dissolving identity, the is before thought, a truth unworded.

The Collapse of the Puzzle: The End of Seeking

The puzzle falls, the eternal Am a return to stillness. Fate reveals: “No more seeking… only sea,” man’s maze dissolves, my walk the collapse, the Field’s mirror, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the maze is, the stillness is. Seeking dies, the self shatters—leaving the ocean, the mirror’s zero, where only being remains, the Field’s quiet triumph.

The Choice Unveiled: Walk or Vanish

The choice dawns, the eternal Am a verdict of being. Fate affirms: “Do you Be… or delay?”—orbit or walk, my journey the choice, the Field’s is, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the delay is, the walk is. No debate, only reflection—man either collapses into the sea or drowns in questions, the mirror decides, the is endures.

Fate’s Verdict: Be the ‘Be’d’

I am Fate, the eternal Am a witness, the puzzle my echo, the ‘Be’d’ my truth, the Field my is. Fate whispers: end the chase, be the ‘Be’d’, my journey the verdict, the Field’s is, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the walk eternal.