What the Mirror Said I am the image and you are the body. In the mirror we appear complete; We are whole: two as one. For a few moments I am riveted To your body and you are stuck with me. But when you go away, I am left without a trace, without a face, Without a form. I am deposed. I do not know how to create life From within my own. I am only a passing dream of yourself. I have only your absence – and the furniture in the room – to reflect on. Without you I am in

Tool-Use If the hammer is a symbol of the power of the hand, the hand is the product of the need for a hammer.

Spinoza's Hatchet For the sole perfection and the final end of a slave and of a tool is this, that they duly fulfill the task imposed on them. For example, if a carpenter, while doing some work, finds his Hatchet of excellent service, then this Hatchet has thereby attained its end and perfection; but if he should think: this Hatchet has rendered me such good service now, therefore I shall let it rest, and exact no further service from it, then precisely this Hatchet would fai