I am a fragment tied up with another fragment in a common memory. I have only to deduce the fact of my father’s existence as an a priori conclusion .
That I am a fragment from the fact of his living.
The fact of my birth is a fragment of my father
To return cyclically each passing year of birth .
I reconstruct him from scraps of other peoples living memories.I have no living memories with him but he certainly saw a tiny fragment of my newly created existence watching an electric fan whir.
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