continental rationalism

lately, while at my deskbound slavery, i had sensed once too many that something is not quite right around my torso. i sensed that my pants are shrinking my tummy is expanding.

but recently, Descartes had said to me that our senses cannot be trusted because it is unreliable. i had thus bought a weighing scale last week. Our weight you see, is "human reason" and as such cannot be disputed against.

i was soon to realise the brutal truth, as i stood on the machine, a 10 tonne giant brick smashed right into my head, quantifying the human sense to a sheer 3 kilograms. i am since fully convinced of the truth. my pants had not shrinked. it is i who had placed 3 kg of stuff beneath my skin.

i am now addicted to the digital machine at the corner of my den.