The truth is no-where.

When your belief system constantly deteriorates,
you somehow have no choice but to seek out for an alternative,
something to replace that emptiness you tend to live in,
the undying search for the truth,
suddenly becomes so ambiguous,
because days that go by only teaches you otherwise,
that maybe there isn't this so-called truth that you long for,

perhaps religion is the best comfort zone you can rely on,
but this option is not applicable
when you find that hope and faith is nothing
but foreign meanings to you
and then comes in the power of knowledge
of variable philosophers and thinkers
whom have dealt with these never-ending questions

you argue that they are merely another bunch of pathetic beings
most unlikely to be rare individuals
because they do what everyone else does
ponder,dwell,moan,question,think
about the questions that has NEVER been answered
there is nothing out there that is labeled as the ideal truth
or the definite answer
no confirmation
no check and balances

..then comes this theory
that there isn't 'one' truth,
quote: "it's not about finding the big (T)ruth but more of the variation of (t)ruths that has been constructed to shape our reality"
[Foucault-ian thinking]

"HOly moley..."

what a lovely thought.
BUT,
doesn't that bring you back to square one, where there's never going to be THE truth.

curses.