Truth is nothing but a formulated perception of experienced reality.

Perception does not define who we are, but it does define where we are limited, and where we are not yet free.

Some trees grow straight, while others grow gnarled and twisted. Yet none are imperfect. Perfection is merely a perception.

Like to hear a vampire folk tale?" Sarasti asked.

"Vampires have folk tales?"

He took it for a yes. "A laser is assigned to find the darkness. Since it lives in a room without doors, or windows, or any other source of light, it thinks this will be easy. But everywhere it turns it sees brightness. Every wall, every piece of furniture it points at is brightly lit. Eventually it concludes there is no darkness, that light is everywhere.

Reality is a construct of the neurons.

Your perception is your reality. My perception is my reality. But the real truth is something else!