That Way Madness Lies

Christ Pantocrator, Church of the Holy Sepulchre, Jerusalem

Crosby, Stills, and Nash cannot remember when they first met. Two recall it as Cass Elliot’s house in Laurel Canyon. One is certain it happened at Joni Mitchell’s house.

“That’s my truth,” says Stephen Stills.

Scott Adams speaks of “filters.” Reality may be random, but you “filter” for what you want to be true.

The idea that reality can differ person to person, or that you can choose your own, is nonsensical and immoral.

To suppose that truth can differ person to person is to say that two contradictory things can both be true, in the same sense, at the same time. This is a violation of the Law of Non-Contradiction. Dispense with it, and reason is not possible. Anything you say after that is as desperately random as a stray dog howling at the moon.

To suppose that you can choose what is or is not true, is to assume to yourself ultimate power, including power over all other people. It is also the definition of insanity.

Where does this postmodern madness come from? It occurs to me that it has to do with atheism.

Chesterton observed that those who no longer believe in God will believe in anything. We are seeing this concept tested and proven: as people in America and Europe turn away from religion, they turn with utter fervor to psychology, psychiatry, scientism, Marxism, space aliens, multiverses, conspiracy theories, cosmic simulations, and so forth.

We are watching our entire civilization dissolve into pandemonium.

It is time to ask an ancient question:

If a tree falls in the forest, and there is nobody there to hear, does it make a sound?

God hears it, and so it does.

More broadly, the concept of God, or heaven, is necessary to the idea of truth; whether or not we know the truth, God knows. It is not purely subjective.

Descartes demonstrated too that the only way we can have confidence in the reality of any of our perceptions, including our sense perceptions, let alone our memories, was on the premise that God was in command, and God would not deceive.

Pull out that lynchpin, and the cosmic tent collapses.

Without God, there is no truth. For God is Truth, and Truth is God.