The essence of the onion

The philosopher held up an onion. "What exactly is an onion?" he said, "I mean, what is the essence of it?" So he peeled layer after layer off of the vegetable until there was nothing left. Surprised he looked at his empty hands. And declared: "the onion does not exist!"


3 comments:

Ann Elle Altman said...

That is great. I'm so glad you're little bits of words are here to give my day a boost.

ann

odiug laec said...

Apparently the act of peeling was the essence. And I bet he was crying to...

DK said...

Hahaha! The essence of the onion is in the peeling? :)