Broken links, chains, furniture, guitars, hearts, limbs, relationships... Why can't we hold onto something more stable? If I had a moment where I could read a person's mind, even one, that would be a wish come true. People are so complex, so intriguing, so mysterious. It is impossible to know the truth from the words that come out of a person's mouth. The distance between the language, the thought and the emotion is miles apart. So I ask, why isn't there something stable? Something that is certain, some foundation upon which we can lay all others upon.
I lost my faith in a being such as 'god' a long time ago. That can't be grounding for me. What do I trust then? If I follow a little bit of Descartes and claim that I ought to believe that I am real and leave apart the rest of his philosophy, I would go insane. I guess one option is to just redeem myself by claiming that I am right and the rest is just bullocks. People, this computer, this keyboard is all simply a figment of my imagination. We are all brains in vats...
The problem is, I can rationalize all of these valid ideas and contentions, but it is in my emotions that I know I can't ground myself on the idea that I am the only one here and everything else just happens to be at my disposal, for my use, to do with as I please. Then the senses take over and all I can see are polar opposites and the million shades of gray in the middle to muse over.
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