My attraction to Truth feels like love. Expectations yearning to be corrected by observations. A dread of incompleteness without it, like a hunger, not just casual curiosity relishing a bonus but a deep, needy, adoring Want. Observation, especially surprise, is downright erotic, and observation of observation is just as private and just as enjoyable as masturbation.
My attraction to Truth feels like love. Expectations yearning to be corrected by observations. A dread of incompleteness without it, like a hunger, not just casual curiosity relishing a bonus but a deep, needy, adoring Want. Observation, especially surprise, is downright erotic, and observation of observation is just as private and just as enjoyable as masturbation.