Truth is simple: it has no clothes, no neat little box to contain it. But we cannot grasp that which has no box. We cannot perceive Truth without clothing. So Truth dresses up for us, in a story, in sage advice, in a blueprint of the cosmos—in clothes woven from the fabric of Truth itself. And then, when we have finally come to a firm grasp of that teaching, Truth switches clothes. It tells us another story—entirely at odds with the first. It tells us new advice—to go in a different...