Our Mistakes

Here at the Tree of Doubt, we specialize in the art of being uncertain about everything.

We've spent centuries questioning the meaning of life, the nature of reality, and the best way to get to the park.

Our philosophy is simple: "I don't know, maybe, possibly, probably, possibly not, but let's just go with it."

Want to learn more about our existential crises? Click here to explore our existential angst.

Or, if you're feeling particularly skeptical, click here to read about our doubts about our doubts.

The meaning of life is like a particularly pesky weed in the forest of existence. It's there, but you can't quite grasp it.

Or can you?

Maybe it's like a squirrel in a tree. You can try to catch it, but it'll just nut up and leave you hanging.

We're not just talking about existential doubts here. Oh no, it's much worse than that.

We're talking about self-doubt, social doubt, ontological doubt, and doubt about our own doubts.

It's like a never-ending staircase of uncertainty.