SOPHISM

 


I am son of myself 

(like Empedocles)

Before I was plant, fish,

bird and maiden

(Like Empedocles)

So if I now jump off

 to the upwelling 

                                                Etna magma                                                      

(like Empedocles)

which one is about to die?

Myself or my son?






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