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Maybe Bob is the apple and he eats himself out of guilt.

What's an apple?

Only the apple knows. We are merely observers.

I like apple pie, but all I seem to get is humble pie.

Thanks for bringing up this discussion about truth. It reminds me of the idea in psychology that there are three identities of the self: the way we see ourselves, the way others see us, and the way we truly are. I forget what this is called, and I'm sitting in a parking lot or I'd take the time to look it up, but I remember the professor saying that when these three identities align closely enough, a mentally healthy individual emerges, which makes "healthy" sound pretty boring. Of course, this was 20 years ago and there's a good chance I was stoned during the lecture, so take this comment with a grain of salt.

As long as you weren't on ayahuasca.