“The Night of Creation” / Memorable Fancies #1896

[“We seek in vain to create in ourselves the belief that the object really exists.” – Sartre]

So I created her, OK? As my intentional being, someone I own now, all mine. So why? So she can be anything I need her to be; that’s why. Someone I can love.

She’s not real? Not real? What’s “real,” anyway? I’ve had it up to here with “real”!

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