IMAGINE THAT THIS LAND OF SCRIBBLES DOESN'T EXIST. IMAGINE THAT THERE ARE NO BLOGS. IMAGINE THAT ALL THAT YOU SEE OF ME IS ME, AND NOTHING MORE. IMAGINE THIS WITHOUT ME, AND ME WITHOUT THIS. FORGET THAT THIS IS ALSO ME. YES, THERE'S DIFFERENCE BUT IT'S UNREACHABLE. THERE IS NO EXPRESSION OUTSIDE CONVERSATION BETWEEN US. BALANCE IS RESTORED. YOU SEE WHAT I SHOW YOU. THERE IS NO JUDGEMENT. Stop. Just stop and consider.
Don't even make sense.
AH, stop shouting at me.
ReplyDeleteHmm, and when you shout at people to consider you one-dimensionally, they are then, by default, compelled to imagine you outside of what they do see of you...weird.