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but my dreams usually start with this introduction:
DESHIL HOLLES EAMUS. DESHIL HOLLES EAMUS. DESHIL HOLES Eamus.
Send us, bright one, light one, Horhorn, quickening and wombfruit. Send us, bright one, light one, Horhorn, quickening and wombfruit. Send us bright one, light one, Horhorn, quickening and wombfruit.
Hoopsa, boyaboy, hoopsa! Hoopsa, hoyaboy, hoopsa! Hoopsa, boyaboy, hoopsa.
And then it's mostly something about me taking a test while the teacher's a rhinoceros and denies that I'm even there but he/she (it) complains about pipe smoke and asks for my results over and over again and I say that I'm not finished yet and he/she (it) gets angry and roars at me and wriggles his/hers (its) head and yells that I'll never get a diploma whatsoever and that my walls will be empty forever (because I can't hang a diploma) and that will be my demise but I say that all propositions are results of truth-operations on the elementary propositions and the truth-operation is the way in which a truth-function arises from elementary propositions therefore according to the nature of truth-operations, in the same way as out of elementary propositions arise their truth-functions, from truth-functions arises a new one and every truth-operation creates from truth-functions of elementary propositions, another truth-function of elementary propositions i.e. a proposition while the result of every truth-operation on the results of truth-operations on elementary propositions is also the result of one truth-operation on elementary propositions so every proposition is the result of truth-operations on elementary propositions but he/she (it) just laughs (hacks/coughs, I dunno) and starts to throw pencils (2B) at me and all I wanted was to take the test and then I get sad&mad and grouchy and tell him/her (it) that's enough and that I didn't came for this and I never had a rhinoceros in classroom before and won't accept one now and ...
Usually I wake up then.
I wonder how he/she (it) felt. :shrug:
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