I understand what you say when you say that truth and reality have nothing to do with it. Truth and reality have nothing to do with it. I imagine a long pipe. I hold my mouth to pipe and say the things I have longed to say. Far away, at the other end, you hold the pipe to your ear and listen. Then you say what you say, and I listen. We take turns saying and listening. And between us is this pipe.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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