This is our last dance. This is ourselves.

Friday 12 March 2010

Letter.


Dear Plotinus,
You are just another stupid man who wants to ruin my life. You lead me in, you make me think I understand you and your philosophical ways and then you just drop me. No one likes you. No one wants to write relevant secondary literature about the soul being divisible AND indivisible. Because of you, my life is difficult right now. I was really growing quite fond of you but it turns out you are just like all the rest. I gave up Heidegger for you.

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