thought vs fact, part deux

Fleur. "She could see herself sitting there, a picture in the firelight; see how lonely she looked, pretty, pathetic, with everything she wished for, and -- nothing! Her lip curled. She could even see her own spoiled-child ingratitude. And what was worse, she could see herself seeing it -- a triple-distilled modern, so subtly arranged in life-tight compartments that she could not be submerged." -- A Modern Comedy, Galsworthy, 138
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I am only writing tonight's post so I can post a quote. Wanted to provide two, but then thought that it would be too much, that if someone were actually reading this they wouldn't continue. Too many words in this age is lethal.

I want to return to my post re: thought and fact.

One, I don't think there is a creator, but rather that our existence depends on not knowing the whole truth of what we call life. There may be some omniscient presence that has dictated our existence and this presence, for lack of a better term, has staked our existence on never figuring out "what it is all about." If we were to find it out, we would die within that instant. So clever is this presence against our knowing, that it has created a mirage of truth that we take as real, which is only true as we see the life we have created to be true, but in a larger spatial reality is not valid.

Our idea of truth has been disputed over the years, such as Ptolemy's notion that the earth is the center so that the sun and planets are destined to circle round it, later disputed by Copernicus's Heliocentric model. As Ptolemy's notion of reality was incorrect, so is ours of many other notions that, once we discover more, if we discover more, we will learn is not, as it were, "the whole truth and nothing but the truth."

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I don't quite know if that makes any sense, but these are my thoughts at the moment, based entirely on nothing but my own imagination. Not something to hold up in court.