
The world, they say, is a filthy mess of contradictions, and it doesn’t care about your theories.
That’s the truth.
Philosophers keep trying to tie it up in a neat little bow but that never works.
You could look at the stars for a thousand years and still not have a damn clue what the hell’s going on.
You’ll only have more questions. So, when we talk about truth in philosophy, let’s get one thing straight: nobody really knows anything.
But that doesn’t stop anyone from trying to make it sound like they do.
A Little History Lesson, If You Can Stomach It
It all started with the Greeks. They wore robes and sandals, and sat around talking about “reality” like it was a thing you could hold in your hand.
Pythagoras, Plato, and Aristotle were all obsessed with it—looking for some higher meaning, some golden nugget hidden in the cosmic rubble.
They thought truth could be found if you just thought hard enough. But the thing about truth is that it doesn’t work like that.
Pythagoras, for example, thought numbers were the key to everything. You want to know the truth? He said it’s all numbers. The universe, reality, everything—just a bunch of math. And sure, math’s nice if you’re trying to fix your car or count your change, but the truth? Nah. That’s not going to get you closer to anything that matters.
Then there was Plato—his whole gig was about these perfect forms, floating out there somewhere in the ether. The physical world?
A mere reflection, a half-baked version of these perfect forms. Now, that’s a nice thought, but it’s like saying the world is a sketch and the truth is the final painting. Good luck trying to get from point A to point B without falling into the abyss.
But hey, the world got a little less tidy after the Greeks. Descartes, that pompous French guy, came along and told everyone, “I think, therefore I am.”
He wanted certainty—absolute, 100% certainty. He didn’t just want to know truth; he wanted proof. Well, that didn’t work out too well either. It’s cute, though—thinking you can think your way to something real.
Wittgenstein came around in the 20th century and blew up the whole damn thing. He wasn’t interested in some tidy, perfect world of forms or formulas.
He said that the limits of language are the limits of our world. That’s the thing about philosophy—it always gets to the same place: confusion.
But in a smart, tidy way that makes you feel like you’re getting somewhere, when really you’re just spinning in circles.
Table 1: Key Philosophers and Their Views on Truth
Philosopher | View on Truth | Era |
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Pythagoras | Believed truth was mathematical and logical | 6th century BCE |
Plato | Believed in a higher realm of perfect forms | 4th century BCE |
Aristotle | Believed in empirical observation and reasoning | 4th century BCE |
Descartes | Argued for absolute certainty through reason | 17th century |
Wittgenstein | Focused on language and its limits to explain truth | 20th century |
Mysticism: The Truth Is a Trick
Let’s take a detour. A dangerous one. Down into the world of mystical thought. Now, this is where things get fun.
Forget about Plato’s perfect forms or Aristotle’s reasonable observations.
The mystics? They don’t care about any of that. They say truth is beyond us, hidden in the cracks between logic and chaos.
If you’re looking for some neat answer, they’ll laugh in your face.
Take Carl Jung, for example. The guy believed in the collective unconscious—that there’s some deep, shared pool of experience that’s beyond the reach of normal reason.
He said, “The unconscious does not know time. It is not governed by the causal law of nature.” Well, that’s just great, right? So, not only do we not have a clue about truth, but now we’re being told there’s a whole other dimension of thought that we can’t even touch.
Jung wasn’t alone in this mystical mindfuck. There’s Eastern philosophy, like Buddhism, which tells us the whole idea of truth is an illusion.
The Buddha said, “Truth is not what you think it is. It’s the realization that there’s no thing to hold on to.”
Life, according to Buddhism, is all about letting go of your attachment to truth because truth is an illusion. The truth is, there is no truth. Get it? Well, if you don’t, don’t worry—neither do I.
Then there’s Taoism, where Laozi comes in like a drunken uncle at Thanksgiving and says, “The truth is the Tao—the way.”
And what is the Tao? It’s like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands. The Tao isn’t something you can pin down—it’s something you experience when you stop trying to find it.
But how can you stop trying to find something when you’re told it’s the ultimate truth?
Taoism isn’t about finding answers; it’s about being okay with the lack of answers. In fact, the less you know, the better. It’s like a philosophy for the lazy and confused. In other words, my kind of philosophy.
Table 2: Mystical Views on Truth
Theory | View on Truth | Key Proponent |
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Jungian Psychology | Truth lies in the unconscious mind and archetypes | Carl Jung |
Buddhism | Truth is an illusion, freedom comes from detachment | Siddhartha Gautama |
Taoism | Truth is the natural flow of the Tao (the Way) | Laozi |
Talking to a Kid—Let’s Make It Simple
Alright, kid. Here’s the deal. Philosophy is like a game of tag, but instead of running after each other, we’re chasing ideas.
The problem is, nobody can agree on what “truth” really is. Some people think truth is something you can see, touch, measure, and hold in your hand.
You know, like a rock. Others say, “Nah, truth is what you feel in your gut. It’s all about your experience.” That’s the problem with philosophy—it’s a bunch of grown adults arguing over who’s got the best story.
So, some philosophers are trying to find some ultimate, solid truth. Like they think there’s a big “answer” out there, like the perfect final piece of a puzzle.
But then there’s another group that says, “You’re wasting your time. There’s no perfect answer. It’s all just nonsense. Get used to it.” And maybe they’re right. Maybe truth isn’t something you can put in a box or stick on a shelf. Maybe truth is just the stuff that happens while we’re alive, and the rest of it is just noise. But hell, who really knows?
The Dark Humor—Let’s Get Real
You wanna talk about reality? Let’s talk about Kafka. The guy was obsessed with truth. But his truth? It wasn’t some clean, logical thing.
It was a man caught in a system he couldn’t understand, a man who’s guilty of something but never told what.
That’s the kind of truth the world deals in. You’re guilty, you’re lost, and nobody tells you why.
Kafka didn’t give you answers, and neither do the philosophers. They just give you more questions, and they sit back and watch you struggle with it.
Science—Let’s Talk Numbers
We’ve talked about mystical theories and historical nonsense, but let’s get real for a second. Science doesn’t believe in ultimate truth either.
It believes in working theories—models that help us figure out how the world works. But even scientists know that they’re just throwing darts at a dartboard, hoping they hit something close to the bullseye.
Take quantum physics, for instance. It’s a fucking mess. Schrödinger’s cat—dead and alive at the same time? If that doesn’t blow your mind, nothing will.
You can’t even say “truth” exists in the world of quantum mechanics. There are no solid truths there, just probabilities, chances, and the realization that our understanding is just a rough approximation.
The Critics—Truth Seekers, Hiding Behind Their Books
Of course, there are the folks who still think philosophy is about finding the truth, even if nobody else can.
There are modern folks, too. Take Jordan Peterson—he believes truth is something we can figure out, a moral compass that’s written into the stories we tell.
But that’s the thing about stories—they’re subjective. The truth in one person’s story might not fit in another’s.
So, even when someone like Peterson tells you he’s found the truth, all he’s found is his own version of it.
Final Thoughts
So, where does that leave us? Are we looking for truth? Are we playing some intellectual game?
Maybe we’re doing both. But if you’re expecting a clean, final answer, you’re just asking for disappointment.
The real truth is that there’s no final answer. The truth is that we’re all stumbling in the dark, trying to make sense of things, and sometimes we just have to accept that.
That’s philosophy—it’s not about finding answers, it’s about living with the questions. And if you can’t handle that, well, good luck.
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