There is no such thing as true truths, only imagined truths. These depictions of reality are shaped to align with our own narratives. It’s what we want to see.
The act of seeing is not really seeing. It’s only looking, because it’s impossible to see everything. I mean, to really dissect what’s unfolding in front of us.
To hear something is to decipher sound waves. The crests and troughs fill our ears with stories – not necessarily true stories.
It seems so obvious, but knowing that everything is filtered by our core senses, how can we trust one another? How can we be so naive?
Our senses are not liars. They are only meant to convey what we believe is true.
– our imagined truths