“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Saturday, January 4, 2020
what can we know?
War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength. Innocence is cruel. God is power. Wicked is good. You think that you can understand reality? Why?? We can know not about our world. There is much that can never be found out. What is man that thou art mindful of them? God is the ultimate observer. Go ask your pastor, priest, rabbi. Go ask Alice. Free your mind. What does it mean to observe anything? What is up or down ultimately? What the bleep do we know? what do the senses mean? can anybody ever know?
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