It is my feeling that, when the truth is spoken, it becomes un-truth. There is no possible way to communicate to someone what is true, or to communicate truthfully with them at all. For this reason, I make no effort to speak truthfully, and give all my strength to ensure that never will I speak something I believe.
The meanings of words are insignificant to me, in the colloquial sense, that is, the sense in which they are understood. Rather, there is a sensation produced by sound and shape, and the correlation of related objects which can serve to one’s edification.
If anyone were to listen to anything I say, they would surely be insane. That is, if my words ever reach the mind of another person, I shall feel the greatest sorrow for my misdeed, but if in any portion of their soul they are touched, then the purpose of what hides behind my words and meanings is rewarded in the highest.