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Insane Writer
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Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: On the border of my Outer Circle of Thought
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Jan 23rd, 2009, 08:17 PM
The last time I kept falling asleep in Philosophy class, I could still kind of hear the professor talking, but the dream would play so I'd think that I was in some completely different scenario. For some reason, I'd wake up whenever he asked a question and I knew he had just asked a question, but I thought that he was asking about something that pertained to whatever I was dreaming (for example, I was dreaming about garden gnomes at one point, so when he asks the question, I thought the question was about garden gnomes). Several times, I nearly shouted out answers to the "questions" and it's a good thing I didn't.
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"I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "The Babel fish proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't." "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.
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