true or false?

Truth.

Is there such a thing as truth? There are facts, but truth is often subjective. We often pit truth against falsity and fact against fiction, as if they mean the same thing, but they do not. Not inherently.

All truths are not facts. I can say so-and-so is a nice person. That may be true, but it is not necessarily a fact. It can't be proven. I can give many instances to use as proof, but "nice" is an idea and a concept and, hence, can't be quantified in a way that we can use it to describe anything with absolute certainty.

So much of life is opinion. I often wonder why we bother to pretend we know anything at all. Today, someone told me, "Electrons exist is actually true." Is it? We call them electrons, but what if that is wrong? Or, what if we allow ourselves to see things that are not there just to prove our existence to ourselves?

When I first watched The Matrix, I loved it. (As most existentialists probably did.) I found the posits quite common-sense. Someone had finally made a movie that mattered. However, the more you figure out, the more questions there are. The Matrix has now become a part of human subconscious, on many levels. People wander around telling others to get out of the matrix. Kinda like people used to go around telling others to think carefully before taking the red or blue pill. It's not that these ideas are new, but some of us now have a clearer visual for them and more folks feel comfortable expressing their understanding of those thoughts.

But, the film leaves a lot to be desired (and I won't even bother thinking about it's sequels). For instance, if they were in the matrix before, once they're unplugged, how do they know they're not in another matrix? B/c it makes no sense for robots to be controlling folks like that. What matrix is behind the matrix? There is always one, right? How can we know (or not know, as the case may be)?

That's the problem with knowing. Or claiming to know. Because you can't ever really know. You can simply think you know. That frustrates many people and it causes us to create all sorts of beliefs.

But, isn't it highly likely that none of this is real and there is no such thing as fact? The thing about living is that it demands trust. You must trust that there is a reason, grand concept, something behind life or you find yourself wondering why you're living.

And, what if you're only living because you've yet to choose to die?