What separates us from the beasts is that we humans live in deliberate fiction--our political beliefs, superstitions, entertainment, whatever. Animals have no illusions and no imaginations.
They're the sane ones.
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1 comment:
Really? My dog is constantly imagining new ways to tick me off.
I believe he has illusions of rewards for his antics. Maybe that’s delusions?
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