How fast the ears learned to tell what sounds meant, much faster than it took the eyes to decipher written words.
We're all liars when it serves our purpose.
Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone.
perhaps because this time not fear but love made him read.
You know a great many things in dreams, often despite the evidence of your eyes. You just know them.
It's the same in real life: Notorious murderers get off scot-free and live happily all their lives, while good people die - sometimes the very best people. That's the way of the world.