So, there was this assertion made on one of our tangents Tuesday that my being separate from you was an illusion; that in fact, we were one. here's a line of thought i had after hearing that that confused me.
'if we are one and if only we exist, then i don't exist; i'm just we. i assume the same thing happens to you. but if i don't exist and you don't exist, how can we exist?'
i don't know. maybe i just like having an identity and've been reading too much Huxley. Sharing myself means a class of oxygen deprived babies being shocked as they approach flowers...At least it does in my head.
BY the way, I heard the new Indiana Jones was terrible. I know a very lucky boy who went to the premier tonight. Can't say I wasn't seeing that coming but I had hopes. Shia....you're so big now.