"Huh? I won’t shut up.
Living is, you know, really falling down a well, --
No, there’s no one there to feed you with a fork on a rake --
because such abrasions would occasion consideration of your condition.
You don’t know you know you’re falling, is my point.
"Anyway, that’s my position.
So continue dreaming of lies
like permanence and stasis.
But I’ll let you in on this:
what we know as bodies we feel
no philosophy can encompass."
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