Whenever I start reading a new book about reality, life, ancient wisdom or science, I start reading it full of enthusiasm. In belief that ‘this is it’. This book will explain the truth. For many, the book is a person, a teacher. And so, those of us seeking for answers believe that one day we will find it. The truth is, the search never ends. It never ends, because there is no truth. I wonder: which of the two lines above is true?