When visiting Spain we were approached by a farmer proud of his golden bales
He spoke of a fete across the waters and the silver rails
Tis glorious sir the whole village turns out
Even drunken Sal
We adopt his directions
The only route to true consciousness lies in the examination of one’s own consciousness
You say to me
I tell you of my dream of changing next to a waif like girl in a football room whose lack of inhibition surprised me
She did not consider herself beautiful you know
We travel over two bridges and turn into a lane clinging to thatched cottages
Cricket is being played on a damp wicket
After surrendering alms we are embraced by the village fete
We enjoy a cake and a cup of tea
I feel guilty
I say to you
Why should I feel enjoyment?
My surroundings inspire me
The only way to escape this is to put an end to desire
I walk to the corner of the field and place my cake in the long grass
The jackdaws are already aware
Well caught sir
Well bowled
The cricket match will not reach its conclusion
Rain is close
You join me as I stroll around the fete
I purchase trinkets for you
Which you much admire
In time we leave the fete and cross the waterfields
All frogs can swim (Premise)
This is a frog (Premise)
I hand you a frog
You shudder
Therefore it can swim (Conclusion)
We release the frog
It swims in the shallow waters
Frogs can swim
If I had not seen that frog today then I would not have been able to see the creature swimming
I would have not arrived at any conclusion
Are frogs aware of pleasure? (Question)
Are we aware that we have spent a pleasurable afternoon together? (Question)
Do we feel pleasure? (Question)
What is pleasure? (Question)
We walk towards the railway station
It is beginning to rain
Frogs are mating
Why do frogs mate during the late summer months? (Question)
In chalk I write the answer on an old wooden noticeboard
It is wholly purposeless a kind of impetus which forces all living things to mate breed and die
I know that the chalk will be washed away within the hour
The only way to escape this treadmill is to put an end to desire
Our train remains stationary for quite a while
What is desire?
You ask me
I do not answer you