Episode 41
Him: "Is your philosophy going to find a way out of your paracosm?" Me: "I was never a philosopher .... I was only thought to be one."
Him: "Free?!"
Me: "Hated .... Outcast ..... Misconceived."
Him: "Not unusual ..... Your windowpane felt so cold."
Me: "I've poured out my mind through this windowpane ..... yet I was resting safe behind .... I've let the flood disturb conformity occupying my inside ..... logic did not suit me at all ....."
Him: "Logic kills ..... it feeds naught but itself .... verily .... it feeds naught but its very self ....... there was only one way out ..... the paracosm ...... the otherness ..... for being as it is ..... seems cruel and lifeless .... a life to which there is no isness within me."
Me: "The paracosm .... The isness to my illogic truth ..... I went after Reason ..... I found her crippled .... she was resting amidst some barnacles ..... an old hag ..... she was said to have been a pretty enchantress ..... Alas my fellow .... This was not but a slumbering lie that had no room in my paracosm."
Him: "I didn't know how you felt when you pressed against her cushion ..... to me ... all i felt was being completely obtained .... enclosed and hallowed ..... and then she gallowed me in her arms ..... have i had the power before she sent my mind to slumber I would have treaded with all strength on her silk and gold woven clothes of this heavenly being that got me on her wave length and made a slave out of me ..... I ... in my isness ... was devoured by her charm .... her scent .... her very being."
Me: "I .... being the madman ..... with this look of otherness .... had naught but the cryptic writings on the walls of my cave ...... she meant nothing to me but the birth of the new age dogma ..... Alas .... I'm dogmatic about my disbelief in a a deity named reason ..... how presumptuous of people to turn your creation to your goddess!"
Him: "The pathetic part of the fable is when they beheaded her."
Me: "And then .... Sophie was throned on my paracosm"
