Recently I was sat with a mate talking about being able to speak another language. He remarked how odd it was that this planet has so many different modes of communication.
"To be honest I'm surprised people can communicate at all, in fact I'm not even sure we do" I replied.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know, we all live in our own unique realities. No two people ever see the same universe, we all see different versions of it and 'ultimate truth' remains something we're all effected by but never have unfiltered access to."
"Yeah, I'd agree with that."
"Well, it seems likely to me we probably usually only ever approximate communication, believing we understand each other but largely lacking the ability to verify that belief. So, for example, I think I'm making sense and being interesting as I tell you about this whereas you might just be thinking, this guy's a nutter, what's he banging on about?"
"No, it's interesting."
"Even though you're saying that now, you might just be humouring me."
"Mmm" he said as he looked at his computer.
I carried on writing my prep for the show and noticed he was actually looking off into the distance. He then sort of sighed and walked off.
I need to stop reading so much Robert Anton Wilson*.
*Reality tunnels and Pope Bob on wikipedia.