They say:

The truth will set you free

and

Knowledge is power

However, both hurt like a motherfucker, shatter illusions, and make one grow up.

With both come responsibility--will sharing what one knows possibly hurt another? Will it shatter long-standing taboos or perceptions and make the teller look like an overwrought eccentric?

Sometimes knowing the truth and not spilling the beans of said truth keeps oneself safe from the judgements of others.

But, how, then, does one walk in the world when the blinders have been removed? How does one deal with discretion when disclosing the truth, and not going power-mad from all that knowledge? How does one maintain equilibrium?

What does one do with all that reality?