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Petitioprincipii Part II

So, let’s continue:

Woman: I agree. If that was all it meant, we wouldn’t be here talking about it. We’d either be fucking or I would’ve been home already.
Man: I am still holding your hand.
Woman: I once read in a dictionary that it meant “false dilemna” and then after that it said “perfect solution”

Well, after staring at the screen for about half an hour, I decided there’s no need to continue this; False Dilemna. Perfect Solution.

I remember your name. I don’t have your phone number nor do I know your last name so I can’t spy on you on the internet. Your sock is still in the kitchen drawer and as promised I have fixed the flush. I hope to run into you one fall afternoon when the sky’s the color of a lonely wren. How? How do I find you when I haven’t lost you? You don’t even know my real name. You will never find this for you have never lost it. Petitio principii.

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Sometimes I take photographs that do not necessarily have a forced fictional context but all fiction = reality = fiction. If one were to look at a portrait of themselves, one could see tigers, broken bottles, sharp knives, a river, some bad poetry, some good poetry, X years of regret, a couple of honestly beautiful junctures, a father's shadow, horses, a gun, the Mediterranean sea, Pacific sea, etc. In that formal sense, the fiction in a photograph is its only content. There is no such thing in life as non-fiction or documents. Nothing is a document, there's no truth, there's no capturing the moment as the "moment" is only a product of a false understanding of life-happening also referred to as "time" by degenerates.