What?
Somebody show me "green" or "square" without showing me anything green or square.
Also, if it were written into the rules of war somewhere that for every soldier one kills, one must tweeze one eyebrow hair, there would be much less war in the world.
Yes, I am the Queen of Insightfuliticalityismness, today. (Also of Silly Suffixes).
I endeavoured to write something dreadfully fascinating and frightfully intellectual on Descartes' formal and objective realities, and the existence of perfection, and the perfection of existence, and God, and so forth. But I am a skittish writer, and the intellectual magnitude of the task has temporarily frazzled my neural pathways. Life is tough. And so you must content yourselves with my rabidityishness, at least until tomorrow.