I was in the basement looking for my old computer parts to hopefully get something temporary up and running and I ran across another box full of my books from college. I must say that I <3 liberal arts, because instead of having a bunch of dumb text books, I have a ton of literature, half of which I've never read because the class didn't have time to go over it. So, I pulled out a couple of the books of Heinrich von Kleist's work and have started reading them before going to bed. His works heavily interest me because I identify strongly with his sense of reality. In essence, he was absolutely distraught by the idea that we can never know true knowledge and that the only way we can operate is by reacting to the reality which we perceive and believe to be true in this world. When Dr. Barry was explaining this to me, I felt as though I had found someone who truly understood what I had been dealing with my entire life. I wish to read all of the works of his that I have and will probably seek to find more of them in order to read his entire life's work. I was even intrigued by the fact that he died at the age of 33 by his own hand and in a suicide pact with a woman, reminds me of requests for the same from Whitney in my earlier life (don't get any ideas, I plan on living a happy life with you close by <3 ^_)