Skip to content

PJB

November 21, 2015

At work, I had been caught up in a philosopher’s experiment by the placement of a malfunctioning clock on the wall. While off, it still managed to show the right time twice per day, and my clockwatching habits led me on at least one occasion to pronounce, unjustifiably though truthfully, the correct hour before my students. Behind one of these walls there surely lurked an epistemologist malignus readying his next deception in the form of a fake barn.

 

Advertisements
No comments yet

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: