I think, therefore I am, said a man whose mother
quickly hit him on the head, saying, I hit my son
on the head, therefore I am.
No no, you've got it all wrong, cried the man.
So she hit him on the head again and cried, therefore
You're not, not that way; you're supposed to think,
not hit, cried the man.
...I think, therefore I am, said the man.
I hit, therefore we both are, the hitter and the
one who gets hit, said the man's mother.
But at this point the man had ceased to be; unconscious
he could not think. But his mother could. So she
thought, I am, and so is my unconscious son, even
if he doesn't know it...
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