Tuesday, 11 September 2007

We don't know, you know, we don't know, do we?, what counts

this-intersected-ellipse

10 comments:

the therapist said...

And I wonder at you, Prozac, how many and various are the ways you see yourself...?

regards.

Prozacville said...

Thankfully, numerous.

Particularly when fractured through the beautiful softening prism of a good SSRI.

ElizT said...

There was a time when you could buy stockings in a plastic egg-shaped container like this. Thank you for reminding me.

baggelboy said...

I first read it as
"A bacon of hope"

Switchsky said...

a visual koan of sorts, aye?

or a page in a Highlights Magazine at the dentist..

Switchsky said...

you make a "good SSRI" sound like a good batch of LSD.

Forever Young said...

or as a stupid little pill that we desperate many have to have!

Prozacville said...

For us jews, it pretty much is 'the bacon of hope'.

Ellis Nadler said...

Looks like the boiled egg in its cup

Prozacville said...

Or even a Wittgenstein rip-off from Philosophical Investigations...