What would I do without a mind?
What would I do without a society to shape that mind?
To influence it?
To taint it?
To glorify it?
What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache?
An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world, save the produce of Nature which surrounds me.
I suppose I would be free....
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Mutating
Dear Reader, This blog is currently mutating and I request you to act least surprised if your visit is unlike what it has usually been. Things might be weird (and I am not talking about the posts) so please be kind and return after a while.
