I must not put in strangeness where there is none.

Speak of grand ideas in hushed tones. The truth is murmured. Capitalise to represent Something. You know what I'm talking about. You feel so.

Put in more words, then. Fill your page with definitions you made up. Define your page and tell me where it stands, whether it possesses inertial properties (for if it does, they would be lost if you did not tell me. The page is in your pocket).

Give me something to believe, anything at all. I'll believe it this time, I promise. You can do That. Put it in words or hide it with them, I don't care. I do it too; it would be hypocritical of me to not believe you or anyone else. Anyone at all with anything to say; I will account for their silences.