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adam P wrote: > A bit if short prose... INOVATIVE! > > Samuel Beckett: Stirrings Still, 2 > > As one in his right mind when at last out again he knew not how he was >not > long out again when he began to wonder if he was in his right mind. For > could one not in his right mind be reasonably said to wonder if he was in > his right mind and bring what is more his remains of reason to bear on >this > perplexity in the way he must be said to do if he is to be said at all? >It > was therefore in the guise of a more or less reasonable being that he > emerged at last he know not how into the outer world and had not been >there > for more than six or seven hours by the clock when he could not but >begin to > wonder if he was in his right mind. By the same clock whose strokes were > those heard times without number in his confinement as it struck the >hours > and half hours and so in a sense at first a source of reassurance till > finally one of alarm as being no clearer now than when in principle >muffled > by his four walls. > > _________________________________________________________________ > Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.com ah, beckett (spoken over a waft of oban and havana cigar)... :o)