I’ve been thinking lately about how we perceive reality and well it hasn’t been very pretty inside my head. For days now, I’ve been terrified because I can’t help but wonder what really is real and what isn’t. You see, we’re born into a  culture, taught a language and these things shape our perception of the world. But what if up really meant down?

What if there was no such thing as happiness and what if, just what if, we really didn’t live here, like right here in this world? It’s like that old French dude Rene Descartes said, the only truth that we can ever know is that we are, therefore we exist. Hence, if we exist there must be other truths as well, but how do we find them?

My point? Question the truth.