We shall see that at which dogs howl in the dark, and that at which cats prick up their ears after midnight.
― H.P Lovecraft
That At Which
Often, you find yourself wondering. Don’t deny it. Everybody’s doing it, some more rationally than others, if rationality exist. If anything really exists. Maybe we are just a dream waiting to end? Do the people in our dreams have their own lives, independent from our own subconscious? If that is the case, then I suppose we could too, if we were all a dream.
Let’s not wait till midnight to find out.