That everything you know,
Is either something you learn from experience,
Or from what you've been told,
And when the former is the case,
You can use it as a guide,
Against the latter, which is also born,
Of the same lies:
That the world you're given is what there is,
With no intentions behind,
Not born of an unseen, powerful hand,
That is also benign.
Ugh, it's not alright,
That it's a winding road to the truth,
That must be taken every time you want,
To remind yourself of the true you.
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