rattus rattus’ blog

Like a painter can clear a picture by adding more strokes
we should use words to describe, explain, and clarify.

If you were a liar and if you thought your hair is telling the truth what would you do?

You could wear a wig in order to cover the truth. But the wig is truth. Someone could see you wearing a wig. That’s the truth but you are a liar.

You could wear two wigs. One to cover your hair, one to cover the wig covering your hair. It will be difficult but you are a true liar. You’ll spare neither trouble nor expense.

It would be much easier if your hair was lying too. You’d not have to wear a wig, thus you’d wear one.

Of course, you could wear a hat on your wig, but you’d always fear the moment where you’d have to put it off. This is what hats are for. One can take them off, and back on again. Or someone else could.

Hats are transferable. Wigs are too, theoretically.
You see, wigs are metaphors. Hats are too, but practically.

We choose our lies.

How does a liar try to hide the fact of being a liar?

I think a wig is no lie. Though, a wig could be a lie’s metaphor. And a lie could be a wig’s metaphor. If a wig is a metaphor, then it actually is the metaphor of a lie’s metaphor.

Imagine a wig is a lie. Could you see it?
What does a metaphor tell?
What does a wig hide?

Thanks to The Man Who Couldn’t Blog for incentives.

A flaw is a difference which makes a difference
only as long as it is a flaw.

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Not ignorance, but ignorance of ignorance is the death of knowledge.
— Alfred North Whitehead

If only nonsense would not make so much sense.

She asked

What are the dreams we share?

I answered

The dream of sharing dreams has come true.

Once upon a time, I asked a woman, who visited me, whether she would like to take a bath. Promptly, she asked me whether I offer my bathtub to all women. I said yes.

She, then, backed away from me and unmistakably signaled me that this answer was wrong. But, it wasn’t. Though, since then, and because I am such an honest liar I have to offer my bathtub to every woman.

Excuse me, but if you are a woman (preferably 21 or older) may I offer you to take a bath at my place?

She: Whew! You never decide!
Me: I always decide! Even if I decide not to decide.

We cannot but decide, even if we decide not to decide. The good thing about decisions is that they can be reconsidered and changed once they are made. Never before.

To approach
keep distance.

Wir können uns nur annähern,
indem wir Abstand halten.