Emptied out

When we catch a glimpse of what we don’t know, what we thought we knew appears concocted,  estranged from reality. Socrates, famously, dispensing with the whole accumulation: “I know that I know nothing.”

How I feel

I am entirely responsible for how I feel. I see what I see through a film of memory. Filmic seeing is why I like some things and dislike others.

Hell’s bells! I’m not just responsible for my feelings—I’m the reason for them.