{"id":1352,"date":"2023-02-09T09:20:32","date_gmt":"2023-02-09T09:20:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/iandavidwallpoet.com\/?p=1352"},"modified":"2025-12-26T17:24:26","modified_gmt":"2025-12-26T17:24:26","slug":"the-concept-of-reality","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/iandavidwallpoet.com\/?p=1352","title":{"rendered":"The Concept of Reality"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe concept of Reality<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is based upon a fallacy\u201d,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Said the Flying Fish<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To the doe-eyed Unicorn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Who was polishing her horn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With her beautiful cloven front hooves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>Sang the rhapsodist<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Whose sweet voice<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Issued from beneath eyes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Which gleamed in the fiery flickering flames<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of a bright wood fire<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In that clearing on Chios.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>As reported to me by Critias<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As we sat at the party on the flat, kennelled, roof<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of that house in the Kerameikos.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As we looked<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Towards the star-lit Akropolis.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>Write I against the margin<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of a black Welsh night&#8221;.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt is an abstraction\u201d, he said, \u201cand<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hence does not exist\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>The unicorn gazed at him quizzically<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With that look in her eyes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Which he found most attractive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEach of us carry our own reality\u201d, he said, \u201cand<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The language which we use<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is perfectly submissive to this fact.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The weight of the meaning<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Behind the words which we use<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is entirely dependent<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Upon our own reality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You interpret the words which I use<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In light of your own reality,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Which is not the same as my reality.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>It therefore follows that each word<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Has a multiplicity of meanings<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For each person who exists,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For each reality that exists, and<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>All meanings cannot be known to each user\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:30px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>\u00a9 Ian David Wall 2022<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:40px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cThe concept of Reality Is based upon a fallacy\u201d, Said the Flying Fish To the doe-eyed Unicorn Who was polishing her horn With her beautiful cloven front hooves. 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