In the analysis sure, words, thoughts and symbolic stuff are just little 2d cartoons. Obvious stuff. But in practice we treat them as God’s own titty, flowing with the milk of truth.

There is a willing suspension of disbelief going on there. Like, if I don’t pretend that your idea of the word “dog” is the same as mine, then the conversation just collapses. So I let my grasp on reality slide.