life rx 25 mar 24
aware of the animals within me
the knight of wands, and an aphorism from Elias Canetti’s The Secret Heart of the Clock: “The forms of animals as forms of thought. The forms of animals define him. He does not know their meaning. Excited, he walks about in the zoo, assembling his scattered parts.”
the aleatory
California is a really nice place to not know anything. There are so many flowers, the kind of flowers that cost real money everywhere else are just growing out of the gravel in the CVS parking lot. There are a few turtles I feel I am getting to know in my neighborhood. An abandoned house with a loquat tree. But I don’t think I know their meaning, and I like it that way. Meanings are, by definition, average, aren’t they?
the assignment
Find a lost part of yourself in a somewhat unusual place, like Costco. (Wall of sliced croissants? Flower cube?)
writing prompt
Figure out what kind of animal is inside every letter of the alphabet. Let one of them write an aphorism.
a chune
“I’m Aware of the Animals Within Me,” Horace Silver
credits: small spells tarot deck by Rachel Howe
The Secret Heart of the Clock by Elias Canetti
“I’m Aware of the Animals Within Me” by Horace Silver
Dear diary, I am trying to assemble my scattered parts. Are they in the yogurt, no. Are they in the cats stalking each other, no. I’m starting a new job this morning, and I think Goose can tell that I’m nervous. He expresses his support by knocking the coaster off the table—another scattered part I can collect. X Sarah