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I had a dream, too...


Imoutgoodbye

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The dream didn't involve anything mud related.

 

On the contrary, it was a dream unlike any other, fragmented at best.  A story, one could say, plucked from a narrative built by a multitude of individuals.  But who are these individuals?  Where do they come from?  Does it matter?

 

Even without the details of the story or narrative, without trying to examine the implications with a gyroscope or a tautological lens (perhaps a truth table?), the readers understood it was their responsibility to mold each idea and try to give the representation to someone else so that someone could have an idea and in turn keep producing the representations.  Each time the idea and the representation separated, something almost new was born.

 

Yet, each time an individual pointed to a representation, the others who watched saw something slightly different, probably because no one understood the speakers language; nay, the speech patterns; nay, the meaning of the words; nay, the rules of the words, the metalanguage, created new barriers.

 

How to reach an understanding....

 

emote shakes the Magic 8 Ball.

 

"Ask Again Later"  Preferably 3 weeks.

Edited by Valek
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