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But as it was, it was an open scenario that never happened. I could make of the thing whatever I wanted for the rest of my life. She was an undefined character. She was a chameleon goddess. The relationship was anything I wanted to make it and however I wanted to fantasize it. Of course the details of a real experience, if they met my expectations, would be interesting to know and understand. But then I would have experienced my Anka.
The whole idea was open value. Things had no intrinsic value. Things took on the value I gave, when I gave it. In that way anything could be anything and whenever, although it would be restricted to the category of its identity, as what it was like. A chair is a chair, but could be any chair in history. If the chair was of any age, then I could be of any age. That was the point. I was of any age, and thus my furniture would also need to be, so that the logic worked. If I was from any age, then reality became universal. I was everyone. Everything was everything at any-time. To study one thing was to study all things. It made the study a whole lot simpler, and I needn't go back in time, or have to wait eons for an answer.
It has occurred to me that perhaps I learned this idea of open value, way back in second or third grade. Probably told this story before, but when at my grand parent's house on the island, me and my brother were watching a movie. It was one of those 'get all the murder suspects in one room' for the finale, popular in the thirties - and the murderer is ...!!!
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