Oft quoted from Corinthians and interpreted that humans have an imperfect perception of reality. I'd say we make a decent stab at it considering what's thrown at us. And what we throw at each other.
And some days we have a painfully lucid grasp of reality and all its grim carnival.
Barbados, West Indies. The Four Square rum factory. It's my favourite rum. Spiced and Just Perfect with a fist of lime wedges and ice. It was late in the day and we were the only people there. There didnt even appear to be anyone making rum. Certainly noone that took issue with us wandering about the place. The light was about to fall right out of the Caribbean sky that way it does and was Just Lovely. It's all about light.