Maybe it`s not true. But what would finding that out give me? What use is the truth in a world where we die either way? Isn`t it better to live happy until that last moment, believing the story you are living, shoulder to shoulder with others who believe and live that same story? Why flounder in the void when there is no need to do so? The story ends the same way, no matter how you chose to perceive it. Why not choose to perceive it as meaningful?