One plus One = One: two trees intertwined, each propping up the Other
One plus One = Two: independence from the Other
One plus One = One: when one of those Ones is not really One. I chase and do not catch.
Why can't I stop running?
Because I am not One, but Two. I have always been Two: Geminian and split. More split than the average developed subject, I sense. No reason not to be, but it intrigues me: there are two sides to me in nearly everything I do.
I am Two. She is not really One. That ought to leave me complete - more than complete - without the Other. Q.E.D?
May 04, 2006
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