Dialog kept on going, with mental maps of words, and pretty soon it was becoming obvious that instead of being dazzled with brilliance, I was seriously being baffled with bullshit.
O diálogo continuou, com mapas mentais de palavras e, em breve, tornou-se óbvio que, em vez de me deslumbrarem com brilhantismo, eu estava a ser enrolado com tretas.