Creating Our Own Worlds, Like Gods

I HAVE A FRIEND (believe it or not) who is very interested in the paranormal, as are many, as am I. But my friend and I have trouble getting along, because we have radically different, and apparently irreconcilable viewpoints. My favorite topics are UFOs, ghosts, crop circles, and cattle mutilations. My friend seems to trend towards conspiracies, alien and terrestrial. Our difference is that I freely admit that I have no idea what's going on, and I even take pride in it. Call it "proud ignorance". My friends seems to have more definite answers than I, far more. Maybe too many for my taste. For my friend, The conspiracy theories and aliens and alternative parallel dimensions are proven, indisputable facts. For me, they are mystery, wonder, and splendid, fascinating ignorance, which for me inspires inquiry, which is a blast, intellectually. Maybe my friend lives in a more interesting universe than I, but I like mine. I like my ignorance of whether aliens exist, because this very ignorance makes me want to read, study, and learn, which keeps my off the streets, and out of trouble. It fascinates me how many Americans there seem to be who are like my friend; people with fascinating theories and explanations about various aspects of the the world and the universe which to them are absolute fact, but to me nothing other than unproven speculation. We live in a nation in which nearly everyone has the facts, the truth. Its almost as if we form opinions, then morph them into a belief, then into a set of facts, and finally into something resembling dogma, even religious dogma. A warm cozy bubble of self inflicted personal truth, into which we strictly limit input to that which fortifies our bubbular belief system. Post it all on twitter, see if any of it sticks to the wall. Three million illegal votes for Hillary. An invasion of terrorists, on its way here, thanks to liberal judges. The media, trying to destroy America, for a fact. Evolution and global warming are liberal hoaxes, or perhaps Chinese, do doubt. Its true because I say it is, because I want it to be true. Obama did nothing while in office, and was born in Kenya, but somehow managed to destroy America, miraculously, which must and shall be made great again. At the rate we're going, we're all going to end up with our own value for pi. I'll be trying to decide whether to keep mine in the ballpark by starting it out with three point one four, and maybe go rogue, think outside the box, and twist my universe into an unrecognizable shape with a an exact, finite, dead even integer for pi.