I am Viviane, the lady of the Lake, the one who forges and fixes Excalibur (whatever pen I use), the one who apprehends and translates thoughts into words that I understand. I don't know any King Arthur, no Lancelot, or knights of the Round Table, but I know where the Grail is and the truth of what it is. The grail is the thoughts of the people that dissolve in the water where I swim. And I swim two thousand meters every day and I can't get to the other side of the Ideas of my own Lake, because they are more than Excalibur manages to capture.