While I'm blathering (A question of nature)
So it's not really possible to escape what you are, but how do you KNOW what you are?
What I think I am is absurd and ridiculous and utterly impossible! It's foolish! Idiotic! Childish! Inconsequential!
And yet I secretly love it so much and want it and it makes sense to me more than anything. And I would be miserable without it, and I CAN'T be without it.
But is that real? Just a delusion I've convinced myself of to attain some semblance of identity to this hollow husk I call a life?
Is it just a fiction I desperately want? Or is it somehow inherently real?
Does it matter?
Someone contact reality's manager, because I have SO many complaints.
While I'm blathering (A question of nature)
@Phorm Reality is kind of absurd at it's heart. I think Orrey said it well.
Or to put it another way "Just pull out the cork and stare rigggght here for a minute.."
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