My plays have points, purposes for which I write, meanings I hope to convey. Possibly clever, possibly profound, possibly worth the effort to discern.  And possibly not. Nevertheless, they point.

Shakespeare's plays are pointless; they are beyond point. They are not text. They are theater. They are in performance. Lear is not about fathers and daughters. Hamlet is not about, well, anything. Hamlet is. Lear is.  When it is. When it isn't, it is not.

Some day I would like to write something that was pointless.  But it is probably pointless to try.