Jack found another man, as high as a tree, to write dialogue for his film. But that man abused truth, even as he displayed a mastery of his craft, and Jack wanted truth to be free to make its impression—upon him, upon the other man, and upon whoever would be sitting in the theater, rapt, during the run of the film. This would please God, he knew, and he told the other man so, and the other man stiffened and told him (Jack) that he (the other man) believed in God but that he (the other man) knew that he (Jack) did not, and could tell because of the way he (Jack) spoke His (God’s) name. “He guides our mind which guides our pens so that even the basest things can usher in aspects of the divine,” said the other man, and Jack was shamed.
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