https://medium.com/@organelle/the-myth-of-reality-b1a95a854478

“Reality” is a concept. By which I mean a myth. A fiction. A story we tell each other, and perhaps ourselves, for a vast variety of ‘reasons’. And reasons are another kind of myth; an explanatory one. I should mention that the etymology of explanation is ‘to make flat’, as in to ‘fit onto a plane’, and I suggest that we should be suspicious of such habits, because they exclude the greater portions of our humanity, intelligence and experience. In fact, they exclude most of whatever the term ‘reality’ could most beneficially refer to.

Although we may sometimes employ explanations in games of cause and effect, anyone capable of careful thought is aware that such games have scopes far too limited to projected onto ‘everything at once’. After all, we don’t know what the universe is, what a world is, or even what the mind with which we may pursue such questions ‘is’. No one has the slightest idea of what a tree or stone or star actually is… or is for. We don’t know why we are born, die, or have experiences. What we can notice, however, is that all of these things have something in common, and it isn’t reality. It’s relationships.”