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What does it feel like to be a tortoise
in the moment when an eagle has latched onto your shell
and bears you upwards
There you are
Above the earth
You never knew you assumed was flat
Millennia of evolution tells you to keep your head retracted
To shut your eyes against the brightly spinning world
Do you listen?
In this moment before the plunge before the black
As every organ protests that this should not be
Do your reptilian eyes glimpse the unanswerable
The unfathomable curve of the horizon
Beneath the infinite sky?

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  1. Matthias
    May 5, 2010 at 9:59 am

    I disagree.

  2. commutergrrl
    May 5, 2010 at 11:11 am

    Fair enough. 🙂

  3. Ken
    February 23, 2011 at 9:55 am

    Somewhere you’d said you don’t have or remember dreams. But this comes off like a Freudian dream – but maybe Jung is more apt.

    What did you think of the “Tiger Mother” articles recently?

    • Meeses
      February 23, 2011 at 11:48 am

      I rarely if ever remember dreams, though I’m sure I must be having them. I’ve read about other people’s dreams, which doesn’t bode well for my originality. Oddly enough, I majored in psych in college, which sadly ruined it for me. The science wasn’t hard enough, and the art was not poetic enough! I think children of “Tiger Mothers” develop certain domains of intelligence at the cost of others. But history will tell the outcome…

  4. Ken
    February 23, 2011 at 2:20 pm

    Right, if you don’t have dreams, you do go pseudo-psychotic. But you have to awaken during one or else you don’t remember. My own psych degree came probably before you were born, btw. I wish I could get a refund 🙂

    Else-wise, there is the dichotomy between the raising/guiding for worldly accomplishment (with maybe over-criticism) versus the kid having a genuine personal life. Tricky stuff.

    Is happiness a warm gun? Did anybody get that? Have a good day 🙂

    • Meeses
      March 5, 2011 at 11:23 am

      Ha! I really don’t remember much of my own studies in psych. The profs only mentioned Freud to say he was wrong about almost everything, but wrote such elegant German prose that people were dazzled for far too long. And then we moved on to Piaget, who seemed to have more realistic hypotheses but a less colorful kind of (psych world) celebrity.

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