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How come nobody knows what I’m saying? I mean, you keep saying that, you mean. Every word that I scratch on the page has the clarity of stone, and people’s ears drip right off it. Dare I question the itch?

But it’s really okay if you, they, don’t understand me, I’ll catch up in due course. Then we’ll be one of those compendium of the mind things, likely more useless than now. Hey!

Good to know now that we agree, as the worry was setting, and they don’t care for it, except sometimes my own, see? Communication, dialog, so important, and when they finally comprehend me, I’ll get what you are saying, and somebody will fathom our cranial displacement.

Perplexity is often misperceived, much like the view from inside this box.

~tdv (now you know)

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