ok, I wrote for almost an hour--breathless prose (I think) and lost it somehow. Will try again later. Just a teaser for the whole thing, something from Wallace Stevens--
"The final belief is to believe in a fiction, there being nothing else.
The exquisite truth is to know that is is a fiction and that you belive it willingly."
(I'll never reproduce what I wrote before and it is lost--woe is me...I hate computers....)
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