I could start with a Pythagorean oxymoron
Anybody immersed in a liquid ... you can guess the rest;
Or approach the matter from an Aristotelian sophistry angle:
Man produces plastic; yet plastic floats, therefore man floats.
Man and plastic have one thing in common:
They share a kind of exile.
One leaves an inhospitable continent by sea;
The second creates a continent of his own.
The first feeds on a crazy idea of destiny
The second is a bastardized derivative of it.
But the scale of values does not care,
Both are rescued in their drift:
To the first, his dreams recycled into illusions,
To the second, its waste recycled as a corpse,
Nevertheless: both serve as mooring ropes,
But which of the two keeps its waterline?
Jean-François
