'Identity is a great concept, but may in the end merely be an application for comprehending objects that exist in space. The objects vary so much that it is useless to call them just senses. Sometimes the objects are more real than the senses. Sometimes the sense comes from the object, and sometimes the sense IS the object.'
sometimes I write like this, as fast as a quick sketch artist can draw, I have an eye in the mind for detail, a heart sensitive to the touch, I see beautiful pictures in my mind, I see perspectives of life sliced both glorious and ugly, sometimes I just dream my sketches pictures, both sleeping or half awake, sometimes I put nothing on paper, never lift a pen, never put a single finger to the key board, but oh the paradise of dreams lets me sleep or wake with estatic heart beats