Everything is approximate. Each new approximation improves upon the last, but it is still an approximation, based upon a balance of what we want, what we notice, and what the platform is even capable of.
Madness string 1199
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea's swell, and the profit and loss. A current under sea picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell, he passed the stages of his age and youth... entering the whirlpool.