---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <fleetwood_macncheese@...> wrote :
I am living in a trailer park, but I think it used to be something
else. I was having a cig there, about two weeks after having moved in,
and I began to have strong visions, as if I was living in a native
American village. They has persisted. I told no one, though have
noticed on a map that this land is on a cut-out that was never
incorporated into the city. Anyway, my wife comes for a visit, and is
lying down and she calls my name. I go into the bedroom, and she asks
me if I heard chanting, like american Indians - she is native american
about three generations back - I said I had not heard it, but then
related my experience of living in a native American village.
PS Someone, Ann?? please explain patiently, to Barry, that this is a
subjective experience, although I am objective about it.
On 6/5/2014 8:54 AM, awoelfleba...@yahoo.com [FairfieldLife] wrote:
My objectivity when it comes to bawee is limited by my subjectivity,
consequently bawee's overwhelming subjective take on the world will
prove impregnable by any objectivity that might be available to me in
this instance. The beauty of one's subjectivity as written in the
paragraph above makes for good writing because it echoes with
something deeper but in the case of bawee, he has no deeper so it
would be wasted on him. Objectively, however, I prefer the
colorfulness and richness of my subjectivity to flavor and enrich the
dryness and practicality and overrated virtues of my objectivity.
>
That's what I'm saying!
