There is no other way. Either you forget the lies you've been fed all your life or waste yourself away, to chase a fabricated truth.
Man is only free when he breaks up with those lies, when he denys everything and becomes ruler of his own reality - but that demands sacrifice, and is harder than anything imaginable. In fact, it could well be the hardest thing you'll ever have to do in your life: to demolish an entire temple and be left with nothingness.
It means you must be able to see yourself for what you truly are and accept that your reality is what you make of it.
It also means you must be prepared to blame yourself for your failures, just as you would eagerly blame yourself for your successes.
Those who believe that man can rule another man, that lust and feasts are the answer to solitude and boredom, that love can be bought and worn like a badge for the world to see.
Those who name a king a king, who give church the greenlight to do their bidding. Those who fiercely believe that man has what it takes to wield the gods and bestow their will.
Those will say many things to contradict your reality and your dreams, because their reality and dreams are the greater good. Those that see you and me like a means to an end. But we can spot them. Their system is flawed, and that would be ok: because man is flawed. But they won't accept their own reality. They will remain untouched, in ther little shiny rooms with mirrors. Twisted until the end.
Well, it's your death in the end. That's all you should know, all you should care about. It should be enough to tell you what kind of life you need to live. Because all else is a farse.
What the other writers of past centuries have wrote is true. And the truth prevails anything. No matter how many generations pass and take the wheel, the sullen play goes on, with or without you.
Your dreams will be crushed, and your failures noticed.
But you only lose if you give a ****.