My spectacles interpret the spectacle.
My glasses bring to a particular focus, what impresses itself through my senses.
Each set of eyes sees a different take on what many of us call an elephant, though there are those who deny that such a creature exists and have their own, unique, interpretation.
Nobody knows what is right.
We agree. For some time. Until we don't.
All I know is, I like you.
At least I like what I see through my lens.