The Ship of Theseus. on June 05, 2021 Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Here I am. And here they are, parts of me. Do they make me, me? Or is this brokenness me? If you took all the parts away, maybe the brokenness stays.What if you took the brokenness away?Plastic hearts. Comments Dwiti R5 June 2021 at 16:32Each part will have a meaning, often a history and a reason for existence. So in all the broken-ness, there is always familiarity, and comfort.If all was taken away, so would the broken-ness.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyDwiti R5 June 2021 at 16:34With each part, there is often some history and reason for existence. So in all the parts and brokenness, there is some familiarity and hence comfort.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyLL5 June 2021 at 21:05Are we all greater than the sum of our parts? And without broken parts, would you be you?ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyMary Kirkland6 June 2021 at 02:01All the different parts make up the whole. Even the broken parts are needed.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyellie7 June 2021 at 20:50Mending all those broken parts are never easy. We weigh ourselves down with guilt. The past is the past. Hopefully, we can learn from it. We keep evolving. We never look quite the same or how we used to be and yet we do. It's quite a paradox.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
Each part will have a meaning, often a history and a reason for existence. So in all the broken-ness, there is always familiarity, and comfort.
ReplyDeleteIf all was taken away, so would the broken-ness.
With each part, there is often some history and reason for existence. So in all the parts and brokenness, there is some familiarity and hence comfort.
ReplyDeleteAre we all greater than the sum of our parts? And without broken parts, would you be you?
ReplyDeleteAll the different parts make up the whole. Even the broken parts are needed.
ReplyDeleteMending all those broken parts are never easy. We weigh ourselves down with guilt. The past is the past. Hopefully, we can learn from it. We keep evolving. We never look quite the same or how we used to be and yet we do. It's quite a paradox.
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