Truth is without memory or imagination. That is, it only exists in the present, where all that you think, believe, and hope for is but a remembrance or wish for something that is no longer real or that has never been real, and neither can be a part of “now” except as you sully the moment thinking of them.
For humans, brilliance is a mind full of knowledge, acquired over a long life of experience and learning, dreams fulfilled and unfulfilled, neatly warehoused in the mind. For Gods, truth is not sought or remembered; it is lived in the only place it can be. Right here, right now. Oh, and by the way, YOU are Gods.
