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A musing on long distance amorous relationships
I wondered today whether I, living in a long distance relationship with my partner (¿ligados al infinito?), who lives across the ocean, en el ultramar, was living naively. Do I really know whom I’m in a relationship with? It is not the first time I have wondered this, even in close-distance relationships. But the ultramar highlighted the profile of this conundrum. Really, the conundrum arose after climaxing. I had been imagining her (she has given me permission to do so at my leisure). Whom was I just imagining? This was especially prudent to wonder because my fantasy had been a few years in the future, the sacred moment when we…
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Is the face the surface of the self? If there is a self, where is it?
I don’t know which came first here, the chicken or the egg. Either the word surface comes from the anatomical use of the word face or the anatomical use of face comes from surface, in the sense of “outermost boundary of an object.” However, we ought to wonder, since it is the outermost boundary of an object, what is the object that our faces are the outermost boundary of? This paragraph is going to be a bit silly and pedantic but please bear with me because the pedantry will be worth it. I think quibbling about whether I’m applying the wrong definition of “face” to the anatomical feature is the…
