‘What it would take you to believe that you have found
the ultimate Truth?’ His interlocutor asked our protagonist.
That was the stupidest question he ever heard, he thought. Yet,
his initial impression, of the obviousness he thought the answer had, faded
away when he couldn’t find any words to form it.
‘Well, everyone’, he heard himself say, without being sure of what his next sentence would be, ‘has different standards to that question, influenced by their character, their environment and their experiences. No one can really be objective. I don’t even trust what would convince me as the ultimate Truth. In order to really make a believer out of me, I have to have multiple people’s accounts; people that I will know every little detail about them.’