I have eleven questions for you.
I don’t need the answers, you do.
I have eleven questions for you.
I don’t need the answers, you do.
Originally a Twitter thread. Minor editing, spelling & reformatting in this version.
Putting on my behaviorist hat for a thread. Our popular narrative arcs tell us that the story ends when we successfully escape the monster, defeat the corrupt government, flee the abuse, walk free of oppression.
This is where we end stories.
Our narratives lie to us. We are not made whole when the narrative ends. The conclusion of one lifecycle of narrative spawns the next. We move from the resolution into the next origin story, and as we proceed into the next cycle, we carry with us the damage, and skills, we gained in our previous cycle.
Expansion on a twitter thread.
Let’s talk about cardiac cells.
You know we can grow them in a Petri dish? When they’re alone, they just twitch. But if they’re touching? They start beating together. It’s What They Do.
Hearts are simple.
They’re just muscle pumps.
It’s why we can yank & reinstall if we have parts.