Descartes feels that senses deceive him..
He believes only his mind..
He believes that only his mind don't lie..

Living in that interior space,
you see...
you hear..
you smell..
you taste..
you feel..
However, these senses deceive you..
it can be your imagination..

Now, shut down your body..
and let your mind runs..

When dwelling in space, how would you know it is what you see, hear, touch, smell and taste?

Maurice Merleau's belief debated Descartes's.
To use your five senses and that it will be send to your mind..
your mind read your senses..
Information received from your eyes will be send to the mind..
Body cannot be denied..
We all have body.


My Conclusion: I believe in dwelling with my mind. I also believe in dwelling with my senses. However, i believe that senses lie.

I'd dwell, I saw it as aesthetic.
But i realised, my senses have been deceiving me.
I shut my body down..
turn in only to myself..
and all i realised was,
yes..
my senses were wrong..
I'd dwell in more than a year..
till then,
i realised i was wrong..
my dwell has dwelled in.
All the way in..
And i'm dwelling pain within pain..

Fact is not sense..
Aesthetic is that what you can't sense..
I'm dwelling in a place where senses live around,
YOU...

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