> >Wake up, guys, the world exists
> >outside our consciousness.
> >
> >Do not try to pretend you do not sense its presence.
> >
"Well, it's no use your talking about waking him," said Tweedledum, "when
you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not
real."
"I am real!" said Alice, and began to cry. "You won't make yourself a
bit realer by crying," Tweedledee remarked: "there's nothing to cry about."
"If I wasn't real," Alice said -- half-laughing through her tears, it all
seemed so ridiculous -- "I shouldn't be able to cry."
"I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?" Tweedledum interrupted in
a tone of great contempt.
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Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock.
-- Emerson
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