i've spent most of my evening on my mid-term writting about the ideas of plato, aristotle , decarte and hume... its wyrd not fulling understanding this stuff and yet you can still grasp enought to write your own words im listening to this peter cincotti guy.. he's jazz and he's good. Ooo lala. me likes i think tomorrow im going shopping for the halloween party. and on thursday me and jenn are goin to go chat like we did on last wed. we'll see.. i'll be back....... im watching. And the soul is like the eye: when resting upon that on which truth and being shine, the soul perceives and understands, and is radiant with intelligence; but when turned towards the twilight of becoming and perishing, then she has opinion only, and goes blinking about, and is first one opinion and then of another, and seems to have no intelligence