Everything before now wasn't true.
Now is true,
but that truth is that now isn't true.
Why have I worried so much about the truth?
Wouldn't I have to be true to see true?
I assumed a posture of truth,
but it wasn't true.
I think it's true that it wasn't true,
but how would I know for sure?
Everything before now isn't true,
even if it was before.
The truth of not-true seems true,
but how would I know for sure?
My desire to know the truth was true, surely?