Or are you both?
And what do you lust after?
How can such a thing as lust even be
When it is provable that you are nothing but a temporary agglomeration of atoms
Wavelengths of energy, as it were
Though this moment has this form, but not for long
And is not even fully present in this form
For do you not think?
And in thinking, do you not think of places?
Am I then to think these places of which you think are... thought in your head or are they in your head?
Or are they somewhere else?
In thinking of them, do you see them?
In seeing of them, are they real?
If they are not real, will you then say that what you see before you now is more or less real, therefore you only know it by the seeing?
Is that not so?
Yes, I thought as much
Because I would submit to you, my friend, that you are surrounded by allegory
All of this is allegory
All of it
All of it
This is allegory. This flesh
