"In a world of lies, what do we call the truth?"


    He looked around the classroom quickly.


    "I see your hands, but I assure you that there is no chance any youth of this age could find the right answer to my question."


    Everyone dropped their hands immediately. He started to pace back and forth.


    "Let us assume that there is some force that obstructs our vision, some entity that seems to keep the truth from us. We then must assume that there is a reason for this endeavor, that this entity has proper motivation for such a feat."


    He pointed to a word written in large letters on a piece of parchment held to the wall.


    "We refer to this as the recognizable evil. An intent that we can properly label without any hesitation. We understand that there is no use in negotiation with the recognizable evil, as despite our universal label we have so hastily attached, we must also concede that we will never understand why they seek to corrupt us, just as the tree will never understand why it is cut down."


    He pointed to another word on a separate piece of parchment.


    "We refer to ourselves as the ambiguous defendant, an entity that is caught in a situation that it can not comprehend, and one that is forced to protect itself from all wills that seek to damage it in any fashion."The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    Someone in the back of the room raised their hand.


    "Yes?"


    "Professor, how can we call ourselves ambiguous? Do we not understand our own intentions?"


    "A common misunderstanding. We do not assume the label of ambiguity because of any error on our part, but rather we abide by the scrutiny of a universal constraint. We must concede that in order to assume a universal label there must be no doubt in a specific evaluation by any means that said label is true. With our spontaneity as a species, you will find that only labels that encompass large horizons will find themselves fulfilling this criterion."


    He stopped pacing around the room.


    "A disparity in understanding is always mutual. While two groups may not fail to understand the same aspects or larger topics regarding each other, it is given fact that the severity of this misconception will always be equal. We, as such, assume an individual realm for each group which is only accessible by the respective groups. We acknowledge that this dichotomy of ambiguous defendant against recognizable evil includes a space for each where only one group can reside."


    The same student raided his hand excitedly, as if he had made some great discovery.


    "Yes?"


    "So is it-"


    "Do not predict my lecture before it is delivered, Trotse."


    He shrunk back into is seat as quickly as he had leaped forward before.


    "We understand from previous lectures that the realm only accessible by our species is that of dreams, I believe I do not need to review three months of deduction for you all."


    The entire class made a noise of agreement.


    "Many great men have asked for a place where we will only find the purest form of truth, a place where there is no factor of deception, but what they have failed to conclude is that such a place can only be found through the avoidance of whatever factor impedes the truth."


    He pointed to the final word on the wall.


    "Our paradise of objectivity lies in our own sleep. When there are those that want to blind us, we must seek solace in the land where all can see. In simpler terms, consider your dreams objects of truth, and nothing less."