At the next table, two middle-aged men were discussing whether this was preferable or not. being manually armed, either from birth or due to a later accident. One of them was missing his right hand. I ordered a coffee with milk, which took a while to be brought to me. They drank several bottles of beer and skewers of potato omelettes. The one-armed man, who, I understand, lost a limb in a hunting accident, claimed that it was better to have a hand than never.
-Why? – asked his interlocutor, who had one of those mustaches called handlebars or handlebars, if I couldn’t fall anymore.
-In my case, because the brain hasn’t registered the loss yet An invisible hand that lets me pick up invisible things.
The two men laughed at the idea and eventually brought me coffee with milk.
“Come on, let’s get something invisible,” the mustachioed one challenged.
single arm He directed his stump to an area of the table and pretended to pick up a disembodied glass with his nonexistent hand and raise it to his mouth. Then, after placing it in place, he licked his lips.
-This non-beer is much better than the one they gave us.
-Better in what sense?
-I don’t know, it’s fresher, it has more body and besides, they won’t charge us for it.
After this joke was made, they changed the subject and I stopped paying attention to them. because I was trapped in the thought of the invisible member that could manipulate immaterial objects. The idea of having non-existent eyes came to my mind, with which one could see everything that does not exist. Even though the world is full of objects, I thought there were more things that didn’t exist than things that existed. In fact, they say that most of reality consists of dark matter. I wish I was talented A spiritual organ that will allow me to capture him. By the way, the taste of the coffee with milk was bad, so I imagined drinking another imaginary coffee with milk that tasted very good and left the establishment with a good taste in my mouth.