Truth is like a giant glass plan that has both disappeared from most human perception and for the rest, it is there, but it was broken to many small and unequal pieces.
Most humans live with its replacements for a long time now, but few are looking for a broken piece (in religions, poetry, mysticism, psychedelics, Philosophy, gurus, shamans and wise men).
But each piece holder is holding part of the truth, never to be whole again. (Not to mention that the dimension of their consciousness is too narrow even for grasping the magnitude of the little broken piece). But the worst is that: each broken-truth holder is not cooperating, at all, with other partial-truth holders, (in order to get a fuller picture), they all claim to have either the whole truth or at least the road to it.
So, what is ‘broken truth’ more: ‘Broken’? Or more: ‘truth’?
The answer is: broken.
So, we should be humble in the face of that which will always be out of our grasp.
But to end here would leave a bitter after taste, so here is something to ponder about: the broken truth piece could have been originally closer to the center, or near the extremities. To which area between the two does your current (or future) piece of broken truth, belong to?