Yes but you must have some inkling of what being you is like.
Why would you have to know what it's like to be me, in order to know what it's like not to be me. That's just mad talk.
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Shite I guess you're right. Got into that rational thought crap too deep.
Well how can I know what not being like him is then? Or you?
I mean should I drink? smoke? what? salvia? opium? huh? o_O
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Originally Posted by Mr JP Fugley;
In Broken Images
He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images,
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance.
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact,
Questioning their relevance, I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me, I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He in a new confusion of his understanding;
I in a new understanding of my confusion.
Robert Graves