The Too Easy: a collection of not overly convoluted, not overly worked upon fragments

Truth is a fantastically narrow terrain, like a remote mountain top that may only be stepped on by a few. And contrariwise, doesn't the plenitude of real existence consist in the immeasurable extension of error in all directions? Then, let us now set out our arguments in the shape of an error that has been wrought to the very highest finesse!