Descartes' Dream I was a lonely cripple Seeking shelter; I heard thunder, saw fire. Sleeping too much, Snow on the rise. My bones warm in an oven. I am outside again, Near the church entrance. A whirlwind spins me round. I fall on my knees, drag Myself along the damp ground Towards my own grave. Is this the path I should take? What of thinking? I awake but I am still Sleeping. What did The thunder say? What? Can geometry put Flesh on the bone? Can it save the soul? I cannot

Thinking of Being without Heaviness or Depth Part 1: Being and heaviness People who suffer from depression often complain of a feeling of heaviness; not just in the emotional or mental sense, but as something physical — a visceral sensation pressing on the chest or wrapping itself around the body and the legs. Some sufferers say it is like having lead weights on their legs. Among the DSM-IV criteria for atypical depression is: “Leaden paralysis (i.e. heavy, leaden feelings i