The thinking mind can do nothing but copy - in everything it does, it copies (or repeats) its core assumptions, over and over again. More than this, when thought encounters something in the world around it, it copies it, it renders it in its own terms. When thought encounters reality it copies it, and produces its own inferior duplicate, and this is Baudrillard's hyperreality. Copies always invert the value of what is being copied however, and what we hope to gain turns to dust in our grasp, as the traditional fairy tale of Mother Hulda shows.