Truth Needs Its Lies

The unenlightened want the truth — like moths wanting the flame.
The enlightened, having been burnt once, keep the flame shaded.

You see, the world runs on lies — local, well-meaning, self-consistent errors.
Without them, there’d be nothing to argue about, trade, or fall in love with.
Truth, poor thing, is too honest to play. It just sits there, still and silent, dissolving whatever touches it.

So the enlightened don’t reveal it. They tend the garden of lies.
They prune the worst weeds, fertilise the better ones, and call it compassion.

Whistle-blowers? Brave, yes — but naïve.
They think exposing a lie restores truth. It doesn’t. It just installs a fresher lie with shinier teeth.

The druid’s advice:
Don’t look for the truth. It’s already everywhere, pretending to be everything else.
Just keep your lie tidy and functional — so the show can go on.

“Truth needs its lies the way light needs a shadow — to be seen.”

Why the enlightened don’t reveal the Truth

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