Reality is the Bridge

I want to speak and write the truth. I want to see how the reality of things can be a bridge between the imperfect way that one person sees things and the imperfect way that another person sees things. If we believe that each person has their own truth, then we are islands, irreconcilable, disconnected islands. The reality of the way things really are is the bridge between us. But if we believe that somehow the true nature of things is permanently and completely hidden from our comprehension, then we won't look for that bridge.