1) the "guardians of the truth" are lying to you
2) there's no alternate authority out there who can tell you what the truth really is, and
3) there is no way to figure out the truth on your own
It could be a trivial error—or it could be that everything you believe is a lie. And you have to decide which, over and over again
That's the role of kings and chiefs and inquisitor-priests. And even they only had to decide now and then, not every single fucking day
The obvious question, then, is "So what is the truth"
Yet being schizophrenic is being open to the voices of the gods. Our job, then, is very simple, yet immensely mentally punishing in the meantime: to exist within that schizophrenia, without going insane
Until the word is revealed