Monocyte de Menton3
How can such a thing as light even be ?
When it is provable that you are nothing more than a vapor, wavelenghts of energy.
For do you not think ? And in thinking do you not think of places ?
These places of which you think, are they a thought in your head, or are they in your head ? Or are they somewhere else ?
In thinking of them, do you not see them ? And in the seeing of them, are they not real ?
And if they are not real, will you then say that what you see before you now is more or less real than they, for you only know it by the seing.
If death is what he seeks, life is what he fears.
Where do you go when you dream ?