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Another 'Other'

Sartre's ‘Other’

Is something like,


'Our own reflection in the eyes of another

And they can see themselves

In our eyes

There is no ‘I’

Because we are a’ we’

And there is no ‘we’

Because we are an ‘I’'


I am no student of Sartre

So this may be an over-simplification


But,


I can’t help but think

That the internet is another example

Of our souls

Reflected back at us

It's another ‘Other’.


How many mirrors do we need

in order to truly see ourselves?

And how many of us

like the reflections life exposes us to?


It’s you,

Me

And everyone else

From now

Until forever

And if you don’t like what you see in others

Take a good look

At your own reflection.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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