A dream

I had a dream. And in my dream I asked why I couldn’t trust my body. And the answer given was, because it will betray you. Your body is only matter, held together by purpose and information. And it can only be held together for so long. That purpose can only be exerted so far. One day you will find within it the cracking of the mirror, and it will reflect the mirror of your purpose no longer.

And how much faster that betrayal will come, I realized, when you betray it.

Published by Mr Nobody

An unusually iberal conservative, or an unusually conservative liberal. An Anglicized American, or possibly an Americanized Englishman. A bit of the city, a bit of country living. An emotional scientist. A systematic poet. Trying to stand up over the abyss of a divided mind.