And now, as the writer sees that what he has written here is quite far from
what he actually said at the forum, inspired by many people speaking, the
scene changes to something else.
To the solitude and the silence of a keyboard late at night where he is
somehow still transforming what he thought he'd said into these words on
the screen without knowing quite what he is up to. But that's what it's
about is it not, the invisible world?