So interesting how often we deny the drives that rule over everything we do. How often we look for ways to escape the ever-looming truths that frame every fantasy and every deed...
And how we then deny our denial by fabricating even more layers of fantasy and meaningless actions. A distraction from our distractions, so to say. But surely, there is some level of truth that we simply cannot know...?
And so perhaps the biggest mistake of all is to deny everything because we cannot know for sure.
Why must we know for sure what is true and what is not?
