The river Truth

Who are you to cast our paths so deep that we must tread these murky waters of our souls with weighted feet? Must it be today I ask myself these questions? In my hand a light not lit, a warm darkness of ignorance washing over my eyes and mind. It's so very easy to avert and avoid. To don worn masks forged in betrayal and lies.

The river truth may be rapid but does not end in a waterfall.

First off! You may want to change 'these questions' to 'this question' since you only have one question before that line. You can also add another question before the line to make it valid. An alternative third option would be to say, 'Must it be today I ask myself these kinds/types of questions?'

Moving on, there's something interesting about the way you handle your words. It feels like a graceful mix of modern day language and Shakespearean style writing. Or perhaps it derives itself from writing done during the Renaissance. I'm not really sure, but anyways, it sounds really nice and oddly fresh.

As for the subject matter of your... prose(?), it seems that you are tackling issues such as deceit and honesty. And the line that you separate from others at the very end leaves me wondering a lot of things, which is good! I interpret the 'river truth' as a representation of one's honesty. Difficult to tame and ever-changing, but it doesn't turn into a 'waterfall', it doesn't ever end in such a violent way. This in turn poses the question, if it doesn't turn into a waterfall, does it empty into an ocean? Does our honesty simply flow quietly into an ocean of made from others' collective 'honesty'? Pretty interesting stuff! Thanks for sharing~

Lol 2nd time I read one of yours also 2nd time I had 2 reread to comprehend the meaning of simple words put in order In such away that I could feel my brain get sore like a muscle....so yea I'm going thru ur post 4 more there like brain teasers I like dem ^_^