Back to usual
Can't quite call anything I do "Normal," now can I?
I don't have much to report. Gage is here. I have a full day of regularly scheduled programming and no special treatment, naps, room for medication, etc. Well, it had to come some time. So, Gage is in the other room, and as soon as he realizes that I'm busy, he'll tear something apart. It's good to be back. . . I think.
Anyway, a funny thing happened while I was resting. I discovered that I could spontaneously speak multiple languages, including sand skrit, which is way difficult because that's supposedly just a written language. The "specialists" said I was merely demon possessed, but they've been saying that for years. No, I told them, it's the rest, or the medication, or the actual surgical procedure, or a combination of the three. You see, if you get the annoyance of being a girl (a broken girl) out of the way, and you dull your senses just enough that you forget all the things that you are not supposed to be able to do, and you dedicate some quality time to quiet, then you can hear the Everything that's all around you, and technically there is no skill nor no piece of information that isn't right there for you to access. Really, the sum total of the human experience is floating around us in a spiritual soup, and is available to us much like the Internet--all we have to do is access it.
That's the theory. Unfortunately, I'm no longer heavily drugged, so I only speak English, and a little Spanish--enough to struggle through basic conversation with the other mothers at the bus stop--and a little Japanese--enough to complain about my lost, late white rabbit and maybe ask where the bathroom is hiding--and a little ASL--like, the lyrics to some Christian songs hearkening back to when I was trying to find something interesting to learn during forced church services. That's it. I'm almost certain I could walk on water and fly and stuff too, but I didn't try. I was tired. I didn't really care. But I knew that I could, I just decided not to, which is way different than being limited as a human being.
So, rest, meds and the combination of omnipotence and omniscience and apathy. I highly recommend it.
Take care, and happy smiles all around.
K
I don't have much to report. Gage is here. I have a full day of regularly scheduled programming and no special treatment, naps, room for medication, etc. Well, it had to come some time. So, Gage is in the other room, and as soon as he realizes that I'm busy, he'll tear something apart. It's good to be back. . . I think.
Anyway, a funny thing happened while I was resting. I discovered that I could spontaneously speak multiple languages, including sand skrit, which is way difficult because that's supposedly just a written language. The "specialists" said I was merely demon possessed, but they've been saying that for years. No, I told them, it's the rest, or the medication, or the actual surgical procedure, or a combination of the three. You see, if you get the annoyance of being a girl (a broken girl) out of the way, and you dull your senses just enough that you forget all the things that you are not supposed to be able to do, and you dedicate some quality time to quiet, then you can hear the Everything that's all around you, and technically there is no skill nor no piece of information that isn't right there for you to access. Really, the sum total of the human experience is floating around us in a spiritual soup, and is available to us much like the Internet--all we have to do is access it.
That's the theory. Unfortunately, I'm no longer heavily drugged, so I only speak English, and a little Spanish--enough to struggle through basic conversation with the other mothers at the bus stop--and a little Japanese--enough to complain about my lost, late white rabbit and maybe ask where the bathroom is hiding--and a little ASL--like, the lyrics to some Christian songs hearkening back to when I was trying to find something interesting to learn during forced church services. That's it. I'm almost certain I could walk on water and fly and stuff too, but I didn't try. I was tired. I didn't really care. But I knew that I could, I just decided not to, which is way different than being limited as a human being.
So, rest, meds and the combination of omnipotence and omniscience and apathy. I highly recommend it.
Take care, and happy smiles all around.
K