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Friday, March 12, 2004
Who Sits On Your Shoulder?
GET REAL!
If I'm lying, wouldn't my pants be on fire? ~ new sticker on my car
Most people have been "conditioned" to believe that there are two little "beings" that sit on their shoulders. Literature, movies, and even cartoons have perpetuated this belief. We all know immediately what I am talking about -- "good" and "evil," an "angel" and a "devil," -- the two sides of our brain that try to sway us to make a decision based on the best "pitch" by whichever little "being" delivers the best reasoning.
I've discovered that my two entities are not quite as distinguishable in nature between one taking precedents over the other in the good-vs-evil department. Mine are more stealthy and covert than that -- attempting to switch places like identical twins playing practical jokes. Instead of good and evil, mine are more like "responsible, frugal, and rational" (hereinafter known as "RF&R") -vs- "spontaneous, here's-my-visa, reckless" (hereinafter known as "SH&R"). Honestly, they both look exactly alike and, usually, in the end, the results are the same -- just arriving on a different train schedule.
A prime example of these two lil scamps' mind-games was quite evident a few evenings ago. As I slid into the 105 degree hot tub on a crisp, clear evening around 11:00 p.m., I looked up into the star-filled sky and thought how utterly amazing this whole experience was. That's when "RF&R" and "SH&R" magically *poofed* upon my shoulders and started whispering in my ears.
RF&R began with . . . "but, you have to admit, it still was quite a bit of money."
To which SH&R countered . . . "but, you have to admit, this is a slice of heaven."
Back and forth, back and forth . . . louder, and louder, trying to make their points . . .
Finally, I did the only logical thing I could think to do to salvage the purity and spectacular oneness I was experiencing with the entire universe . . .
I slid down into the hot tub completely and drowned them BOTH!
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