“People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin
I tend to be cautious about denial. It doesn’t matter whether it is denial of someone’s insight into myself or denial of an aspect of reality that I don’t necessarily endorse. After all to avow that something does not exist takes a certain amount of arrogance. Have you truly experienced so much of reality that you can say that something conclusively does not exist? The very fact that we can conceive a concept and hold it in our minds gives it a form of de facto existence if only in the realm of ideas. From there to physically experiencing it is a short hop. Let’s bring it down to the personal. Do I truly know myself so well that I can state categorically that there is some quality perceived by others that I contain not a whit of? It seems unlikely at best and I’ve been working at knowing and understanding myself for quite awhile. The mapmaker is still staying pretty busy on that one. Therefore while I may find some things highly unlikely I will rarely if ever be willing to say that something does not exist, whether within or without.
Blessings, G
Time Askew by G A Rosenberg 