Durable Truth

I've oft been invited to ponder caution of being involved in other people's drama as a type of an addiction towards distraction; a substitute to tending my own frustrated desires and intents as it were.
  There is adequate everyday evidence that points in that direction anyway. An abundance of examples strikes me as proving a claim to be temporarily true without implying it’s the unequivocal TRUTH; in other words, a bunch of facts doesn’t necessarily mean consummate truth, just means a more likely consideration. Kind of like balance is better than indiscriminate sampling when it comes to ultimate, no kidding, there are no exceptions to this rule kind of truth seeking.
    Mainly, everything, someday, will be proven false as a one-size-fits-all solution to all questions. It can muddy up any desire to discern what is right or what is wrong.  Supporting the wisdom in the age old whisper of avoiding something and it will leave you alone?
I know a lot of people use that logic when it comes to voting in an election.

   If we are not involved, then are we not by definition separate?  That is the entire premise of mistaking mindful ways over coming to ones senses. Perhaps I'm blabbering, but it is becoming clearer to me that by witness and by participation we find discrimination over those methods that do not serve us to 'feel better'.
  Sure, we can talk about the history of how we got to where we are. We can even conjecture on techniques to improve our performance. But in doing that, aren’t we just rehearsing a rerun while neglecting a call to be more sensitive to what is actual? Does repeating the steps we took help to distill a way out of habitual rituals when evaluating our living conditions? Is being right the goal in order to feel better?
  Ask that and then, respond accordingly. Me, I’m still toying with the difference between intentionally hiding facts and omission based on judgment of relevance. I’m still manipulated, but somehow intent has a lot to do with degree of outrage.
   It’s a great tickle to abandon a heretical standard of choosing by the limits of guilt, blame or punishment.  Wouldn't any alternative be superior to those choices?  Surely making a decision free of fear would be better and more rewarding as well as robust in an experience of living in wonder than cowering in fear of retribution.  I’d rather be liberated from a restricted and confined list of possibilities than penalty implied consequence as my motivation for correct behavior.
  Consequence to a fresh new approach is like a promise. And that too can become an addictive attraction. An "only if…" wistful comparison would somehow deliver to me an orgasmic result. Then, when not achieved, depart from any inkling of an idea that modifying the fashion of navigation would reap any reward worth seeking. Ah, reward; see how the vocabulary of captured thinking can color predictions? 
  We walk our dirt paths to feel the cool loam and earth on our feet.  Yes, the occasional rock along the way urges caution whenever we step on them. But never, in all my years of exploring the unfamiliar, did the thought of giving up the walk was a better solution to those pains, than being more care full.
   Have a day of exploring and delightful discovery. And how about not anything more exotic than perceiving with loving eyes....wow, look at the changed geography.