Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Inner Dialogue.

It’s that time of night when the scotch loosens the tongue, but the brain refuses to give ground.

‘I have a truth to tell,’ says the lower brain.

‘But is it a necessary truth?’ retorts the higher.



‘I don’t know.’

‘Quite. Consider whether you’re in a fit state to evaluate the risk. Do you want to be misunderstood?’

‘Of course not.’

‘Do you want to offend?’


‘Is your opinion important enough to be recklessly expressed?’

‘Possibly, but I’m not sure.’

‘So don’t make the post until you are.’



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