Really Really
February 7, 2006 :: Link :: Favorite Posts | Journal
Re-reading that last post, I was reminded of this game I made up when I was a kid. It was called "Really Really," and it went a little something like this.
I'd hold my head in my hands, and think about how I was really, really inside my body. I was really in there. Really. I could look in a mirror or at a picture of myself, but I could never really look at myself. Not really. All these other people around me were likewise really inside their bodies, too, and I could never be them.
Even more mind-blowing was that life was happening "Right Now." Think about it; and I don't mean any of this in the abstract sense, I mean think about it literally. Freaky.
The whole thing was fun and scary and dizzying. Before long, I didn't need to think out the details anymore. All I had to do was sit somewhere quiet and repeat the words "Really Really Really Really" and/or "Right Now Right Now Right Now" over and over. If I had a few minutes before Seseme Street, maybe I'd rip off a quick game of Really Really, and then sit down for some Oscar the Grouch action.
I was probably 6 years old at the time. The thing is, if I had a kid who was doing junk like this, I think I'd be seriously worried. But to me, it was just fun.
Really Really. I don't think I've ever told anyone about that.
Comments
Ever looked into Buddhism?
Posted by: vicarious | February 8, 2006 4:12 PM
...you see how even mentioning the fact that "Really, Really" might be like some of the principles of Buddhism destroys the inherent innocence and mind-blowing freakishness of the game?
Posted by: B Cookie | February 10, 2006 1:41 PM
I had a similar game called "it's weird that you're you," in which I freaked myself out thinking about how it's weird that I'm me in that exact moment and not someone across town or in another country or era or universe, that mine are the only thoughts that I know, etc etc. It still freaks me out a little if I think about it too long.
Posted by: Sally | February 13, 2006 11:26 AM
sally, I STILL occasionally get freaked out by the "it's weird that I'm me" thing. I mean, think about it!
Also, think about the incredibly slim chances that you're here at all...given a few million years of human death, and 5 billion years of primordial death. The fact that our particular sets of ancestors survived to create us is...insane.
Posted by: vicarious | February 16, 2006 3:47 PM