The one ultimate truth is that there is no ultimate truth. This is not a game of semantics or foolish sophistry, it is a matter of glorious enigma and mischievously unprovable fact. The only plausible method of closing the circle is by acknowledging that it can never be closed, that logic, physics, psychology, reality and all of our aspirations towards knowledge will always fall short. It is melancholy and it is beautiful, much like music composed in a minor key. The subtle dissonance is not one of disappointment, it is the cathartic embrace of an ancient wisdom.

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