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that said, back to our regular … what is it?
the king of swords, and a passage from John McPhee’s Table of Contents: “A nurse comes into the room and hands McPhedran a slip of paper. He looks at it and learns of the birth of his first grandchild. He sets aside his reactions, making no remark. He opens a safety pin and asks Elaine Ladd to say, as he presses it against this and that place on her feet and lower legs, whether the sensation is dull or sharp. In random choice, he turns the pin, as she says, ‘Dull, shop ...Dull, shop... Shop, shop, dull, dull, shop.’”
the aleatory
Something I realized a few weeks ago: everything that works in a human is a feedback loop. When to breathe, when to eat, when to sleep. It’s not like breathing in is “good” and breathing out is “bad.” Being hungry isn’t a sign of shame. And neither is pain. It’s all information, and information, in a healthy system, is a good thing. It allows you to want and to navigate toward want. But a long time ago, somehow, don’t ask me—I got the idea that needing anything was a problem. Hurting, hungering, whatever. That they just shouldn’t be happening. In other words, if you poked me with a safety pin, I would go away and think very hard about how I could un-happen it. I would grow a shell you couldn’t poke through. Dull isn’t good, shop isn’t bad. Or as Mr. Callahan says in “River Guard”: “We are constantly on trial. And it’s a way to be free.”
the assignment
Go for a drive. Pay attention to what’s happening when you hold your breath.
writing prompt
Make it a long letter to an old friend, and write it in a way that nobody else would understand the substance of what you’re talking about.
a chune
“River Guard” by Smog
credits: small spells tarot deck by Rachel Howe
Table of Contents by John McPhee
“River Guard” by Smog
Dear diary, thinking about feedback loops has made me optimistic. I feel like I’ve been hunting down some very basic dispositions and interpretations of mine which color everything else. I don’t want to get anything perfect. I just want to dance. X S