A Fatal Fiction

What difference does it make, the distance we see between fiction and truth? Pay it no mind, it looks a paradox, but they are one in the same. Lies and fantasy have brought us where we are today. What of truth? It matter not, as for the position of reality it lay only in the mind. They find themselves apart of the collective hive. He who does holds a union of truth with his peers, so he defines himself by his position within the contents of the idea. He believing his thoughts were of his own creation.