Why should it matter who someone is as long as I enjoy their company?
It matters.
Truth always matters.
My actions change depending on what I believe is the truth. My thoughts change too.
Discovering that something I believed was the bedrock truth is all a fantasy, or lie, is enough to push me right over the edge of a very real cliff.
An imaginary cliff might only hurt my feelings. A real one can kill me.
That's the difference between what is truthful and real and what is not.
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