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Cogito Ergo Numb
Tiresius knew that seeing the truth was a curse and telling it an even greater one, so that the gift of prophecy was no compensation for his sightless eyes but his greatest burden. Oedipus was happier in his symbolic blindness, before he knew who and what he really was. By poking out his eyes he hoped to return to the bliss of his former ignorance. I would have put my own eyes out sooner than see what I saw. But I, to my revulsion, had already seen it all too well. At first I was horrified-and then merely irritated. It was such a perverse indignity to add to my predicament. There were eggs in the wound. Some damn fly had laid eggs in the wound. It was repulsive. For the first time I felt nauseous.
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