Walking past the lake, I catch sight of a duck, levitating.
I have not seen a duck managing to levitate before, so this is a surprise. Of
course, I say levitating. The duck
isn’t hovering above the surface of the water in a zen-like trance, as you
might imagine (well, as you might imagine if someone introduces the idea of a
levitating duck into your consciousness). No, it’s like this: although
levitating duck’s feet are partially underwater, you can definitely see his legs,
so he isn’t swimming, and unless his feet are resting on a submerged jetty how
else can one explain his semi-hidden legs except by some sort of levitation?
I apply the same rigorous
logic when searching for the truth about other impossible things.
If it looks like a
figment of the imagination and acts like a figment of the imagination then it’s
probably a levitating duck.
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