A paradox:
I veer from my straight and narrow
because I refuse to blindly follow a lie
so in search of a truth
I question everything
in turn, rejecting all forms of truth
therefore I have no truth
and is the absence of a truth
a lie?
is the philosophy all truth is relative
a complete anarchy?
does anyone know the truth?
will searching for a truth leave me lost
the entirety of my life?
if I settle with one version of the truth
am I accepting a lie
as a sort of safety blanket
to ease my fear of the unknown?
is it better to die with hope
or fear?