Dear Cobe:
You are quite precise in your framing of our differing perceptions. I appreciate that.
It allows me to realize that we could back-and-forth on the subject until the cows...
I am, with no doubt, a reductionist - do not feel at home with 'lumper.' You are not. And that's about that.
Example, I frequently conceive of myself as a frond, experiencing existence as it's served up. This could be extended to being a rock - but that gets a bit too precious, doesn't it?
And I feel it possible to say that you would have little stomach for being seen as anything much different from pure Cobe.
Ears. The doctor's office phoned with a concerned inquiry as to my status - yesterday afternoon, while I was on line. I plan to return the call in an hour or two - and possibly drop over so they can have a look-see. (In any case, I am scheduled for a follow-up appointment tomorrow.) Your advice is quite solid, especially that concern about messing up the inner ear. I thank you for it.
Observation. Did a superficial review of my posts of the past day or so. Decided, as objectively as possible, that I seem to be crying out for something - especially the melodramatic bloody-ear scenario. As I write my notes, I am constantly surprised that they go on as long as they seem to. The important, to me, part of this realization is the shadow it throws on my purported serenity as a hermit. Something I am not consciously aware of seems to have needs that are greater than I consciously admit to, or am aware of.
I suppose there are two actions that could be produced by this acknowledgement: One, Use of a bit more restraint in my messages. Think before write. Two, Make efforts to introduce more interpersonal elements into my existence.
CatharsisCatharsisCartharsis. Ah me!
Finally, I repeat my admiration for the clear, unambiguous facility you have for expressing your ideas. It is a valuable talent.
Best of all,
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