Life is a matter of mind, not matter.
What do I mean by saying something stupid like that?
Did you stop and think about it? Did it change who you are to think what you thought about it?
Was it because you are committed in your mind to not be changed by a question you are asked to think about?
This is Bobby and me as boys at the skinny-dipping pond.
But is it really? Are we really naked if you can’t see whether we are wearing swimsuits or not?
Boys really only have to cover one small thing to not be naked, right? Is being naked just a perception? Can you be naked with all your clothes on?
And how can this really be me and Bobby? It is merely a picture, and pictures you draw are mere interpretations, and if it is an interpretation, can it be considered real? Boys of this age were not allowed to wear their hair this long in the 1960’s, so does that make it less real?
And why is there a mountain range in the background? We grew up in Iowa, and are there any mountains like that in Iowa?
This is the boy who might’ve been my son if I had married a different girlfriend.
Does this have something to do with Charles Lamb’s essay Dream Children?
Why am I thinking about children who are not my children? Why is every picture in colored pencil and a picture of boys rather than girls?
Why does an author and artist think any of the things he or she thinks?
Why is this post mostly made up of questions? Does it show how people really think? Is it really the Socratic Method?
Is it possible that this is some form of poetry? Designed to make people think?