I Know It’s Art But I Don’t Know Why I Like It
You don’t know why you like/dislike anything.
You do so, truly –
But not for the reasons you tell yourself you do.
Tell others you do.
You don’t know why you like/dislike anything.
You do so, truly –
But not for the reasons you tell yourself you do.
Tell others you do.
Written history claims to be a bigger truth-teller than historical literature.
Is it fibbing?
Or has historical backcasting revealed itself to be as contingent as weather forecasting?