The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

It was night and I could see a large and calm lake, reflecting the moon. Black mountains rose around it. I arrived from between two of these mountains, I looked at the lake and the moon, and that was it, nothing else happened.

I'm interested in the real world.

Values unrelated to modern reality are not just electorally hopeless, the values themselves become devalued. They have no purchase on the real world.

Being offended is part of being in the real world.

Racism is unacceptable in the real world, and it's unacceptable online.