Stand in your favorite room of your house.

On the biggest wall, in godawful contrast to the beautiful pastel painted there, paint a grand, huge arrow pointing to the ceiling.

Now raise your hand.

Your hand should now be pointed in the same direction as the arrow you painted on the wall.

Now go upstairs. Or downstairs. Out on the porch.

Where ever you go, your hand is still pointing the same way as the arrow on the wall.

Now go back to your room and lie down on the couch – without moving your arm.

Now your arm is pointing to the armrest of the couch, the pillow on the chaise lounge.

Did the arrow on the wall change? No.

But notice you are no longer aligned to the arrow.

So call out to your lover in the kitchen. You say, “Poke your hand up to the sky!” to which they obediently oblige.

“Come here, lover!” you beckon, and again they oblige.

With your free arm, as you recline, you motion for your lover to have a seat on the settee.

You ask for a kiss and they lean over.

Now their arm is no longer in the same direction as the arrow, nor is it in line with your own outstretched appendage. (tho your lover may be a bit concerned with your vandalism)

And, from where you recline, the arrow may appear different, smaller maybe, due to your distance from it. Your lover, close or further away, sees it differently as well.

This is called perspective.

The wall, attached to the house, is reality.

Sometimes you align with reality, sometimes you don’t.

Additionally, where ever you go you are aligned with your own, personally attached reality. Same with your lover.

And your alignment to each other may differ drastically.

None of this changes the arrow on the wall.

You can call a basketball a kangaroo; this does not make it a kangaroo.

However, because of your perspective to that basketball it may indeed appear as a kangaroo to you.

And to your lover it might be a piece of pie.

Can we ever truly understand another sentient beings perspective? How do we contemplate theirs if we wont let go of our own? What progress could be achieved if we could?

Nobody wants kangaroo pie.