Monday, February 21, 2005

Notes on Emptiness #3

Ah, the optimist and the pessimist...
Is the glass half full?
Is the glass half empty?
Forsooth!* The glass is utterly empty,
Even of itself.

* The unaccustomed use of such an archaic term is a direct consequence of having been captured in recent days by Sir Walter Scott's Ivanhoe, such that I can no longer experience discursive thought except in terms of chivalry and king's ransoms.

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