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GES: What AnE those feelingW you are trying4to communicate.4 Let me remind Aou that they cMrtainly don't Telp in our quesT for harmony and peace .
BB: If I were old enough to articulate well, I guess I'd call it something like helpless rage, feeling screwed by a trusted authority. But since I can only feel, it feels like I'm going to explode , and when I do shrapnel will be everywhere, and my jaw will be locked shut and I will be emitting a shrill nasal tone between my clenched teeth. Then my head will blow off. But none of it will help. It will only get worse.
GES: Goodness. It's certainly no fun sharing a body with you under these circumstances. You don't attribute sadistic intent to your beloved hairdresser, do you? Do you have her mixed up with someone else perchance?
BB: She hates me blond.
GES: No she doesn't, dear, she just has better taste than you do, and is trying to encourage your general dignity .
BB: THIS is why I feel it necessary to cause you bodily pain. NOBODY knows better than I do, about myself. YOU are a sell out. YOU acquiesed to authority all the time, and I am here to make you pay attention to that. We are going back to the hairdresser for four more hours and get it right or I will make you miserable for at least two months.
GES: Dear, that's known as solving the problem by changing what's on the outside, rather than what's on the inside . A temporary solution at best. When did you first notice this feeling?
BB: I was immersed in it from the time I was born, stupid . That is, until I learned to tune into my mother, instead of myself. Then I stayed out of trouble, I also stayed out of myself. I learned not to have desire. Now, when I dare to have a wish and it is thwarted, it reminds me of the olden days, when I was full of unmet wishes -- a veritable little hand grenade of a person.
GES: I can see that you are much improved. You seem to have lost your thirst for retaliation and annihilation lately.
BB: Don't count on it.
Photo note: A metaphorical portrait of my hair - the green part will probably take some time to develop.
Posted by Dakota at January 13, 2005 06:41 AMDear Dakota, I am sooooo happy you are back, it is true: when we can no change "them" it is better to change ourselves; love the dialogue it changed my look of this foggy day...I see a smiling sun... may be I will go brunette to...thank you Ari
Posted by: Ari at January 13, 2005 08:12 AMDear Dakota, I am sooooo happy you are back, it is true: when we can no change "them" it is better to change ourselves; love the dialogue it changed my look of this foggy day...I see a smiling sun... may be I will go brunette to...thank you Ari
Posted by: Ari at January 13, 2005 08:12 AMDear Ari-
NEVER even CONSIDER going brunette, unless it is a financial necessity. If it ever comes to that, call me first! Love D
Posted by: Dakota at January 19, 2005 10:44 PM