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Georgetown, Kentucky, United States 
The concept of truth is elusive, and nowhere to be found, therefore cannot be written. Not to mention it is not in any magazine, nor can it be seen on your television. Truth is also evasive, and though you might have the facts on a certain topic, and believe you have them straight. However, suddenly it all metaphorically cracks wide open, and you can search Earth far and wide, and the only piece of truthfulness that you can ever find is in another; a soul with the same burning desire to discover what is being concealed.
I'd also like to add that one human being cannot be without the true other. That being said, let's gather and see what we as a group can reveal.
What do you do in that situation?