Seeing the light
It is late evening in London, I am hurrying home, my step falters because up ahead there is a man well dressed who is
scrabbling in the dirt under a street lamp I have to ask...are you alright? do you need any help? No, no, just looking for my watch, Did you drop it here? No, no, I think back there
if you don't me asking why are you searching for it here?
Because there's some light here/
Right, right, well, good luck.
Is it silly and misleading to speak of the 'SOUL'?
well not if you are referring to a singular purpose of the 'soul' as the constructed model qf a
'self' a coherent agency of singular purpose which we can resort to and which helps us to survive
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