got a new job… im the person who passes the objects in front of the fire in plato’s cave
everyday people ask me if they can fuck the shadows. buddy, you can’t fuck them, because they are without substance. they are mere pale echoes of the true reality, pal
they’re what? that doesn’t make any sense. they’re right there, and i can’t conceive of anything beyond them to fuck. so can i fuck them or what?