A work of fiction or non-fiction can contain elements of both, but it might be hard to distinguish between the two, and different readers might draw the line in different places. You might suppose that no one could deny that water is wet or the sky is blue or that a stubbed toe hurts, but you’d be wrong since water, color, sky, pain and toes are appearances and only awareness exists. Everything is subjective, so the beholder is never impartial and it’s only their perspective that determines where the line is drawn. The question we’re left with is, where does the regular, everyday bullshit end and the over-the-top, in-your-face bullshit begin? Where in the all-false realm of the dreamstate is the line between fact and fiction drawn?