Monday, January 9, 2017

A Simple Peek Into the Soul of What You Know To Be So


A stranger has been invited into the house. The doctor asks the lady of the house, “What are you going to do with him?”

Lady: Do with him? You don't do something with someone. My God, he's just like you. Mostly he's water. You're mostly water. Eighty percent water. Both of you. You know how to treat someone who's that much like you, surely.

Doctor: It's the other twenty percent I'm concerned about. He's not me all together. He's different.

Lady: Different? Well, that other twenty percent is practically all empty space. Check your science before you speak with such certainty. His nothing is not different from yours is about all there is to it. Relax.

Doctor: That's not what I mean and you know it. He is from someplace else and speaks a different language and has a different upbringing and has a strange religion and…

Lady: Is that all? Poppycock! That you refer to has all been taught to him. It's not real. It's poppycock! Inside he'e just like you.

Doctor: But outside he's not!

Lady: Okay. We can deal with that quickly enough. Take off your clothes. I'll undress the stranger. You'll see for yourself he is much like you on the outside as well. I bet he's not got anything you've not seen already.

Doctor: I have business elsewhere. I'll show myself out. Good day, Madame.




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