Another of the photographs for my upcoming collection along with a prose piece that is still very much under construction but I wanted to share it with you in its “as is” form.
The only thing that is truly real must be the way that we think and feel.
Questing for eudaimonia occupies so much of our lives it distracts us from the twisted thorns of reality.
If we truly are experiencing the world as a puppet of an evil demon then the only thing we can rely on is what we think and what we feel for if there are thoughts then there must be something real thinking them.
But when our feelings are at counterpoint to the experienced world what are we to do?