Invision

I walked into an eatery for some coffee, which was of some maybe art-deco design. Therein this anywhere, I watched a drama play out. The characters an innocent Victorian maiden as the damsel in distress, and the dastardly villain with greased black hair, and must-have-been moustache as well archetype, who accosted her. There were a number of people there, mostly older.

Suddenly I seemed to become the knight-errant, a role I wanted no part of. The maiden kept looking to me, as she was very uncomfortable with this villain's advance. Seeing that she was glancing at me, the others noticed this also. The villain was also conscious of me. Way over my head. I was not a knight, had no training, and certainly incapable of combat with this malefactor. It was a test of character and I failed. In fact I was a cowered. She was in no danger, just uncomfortable and I slunk out of there. Good way to meet a woman though if one had the gumption.

So then what was to be believed? I had to believe the wall - there was no choice unless I denied my physical existence, which I had never been inclined to do. After that I could believe anything I wanted the question being - what would be true? I would have to use untruth, if I wanted to understand the logic of others. It was true I could be of their minds, but untrue that I could be of their bodies. I would only need to understand how to think like them to understand then. I would have to be a character actor and play all the parts. How could I choose the character I wanted, if I only knew a few parts? And how could I believe I was both the part and the character creator at the same time ?

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