i am a painter who began my career as a child coloring outside the lines of my coloring books. i am a writer who started out by composing adventure stories while riding my stick horse around the backyard. as a child, i got in trouble for asking too many questions...i question that.
"the emperor's new clothes" by hans christian andersen
this fairy tale has been a companion to me as i have traveled through my life.
briefly, it is about an emperor who was deceived by two tailors who said they were making a set of clothing out of a "dream" fabric. in reality, they used no fabric at all. to make their scam complete, they announced that only those who were wise enough would be able to see the beautiful clothing. and so, no one, not even the emperor, admitted to being unable to see it.
wearing his new "clothing", the emperor paraded through his kingdom. no one questioned his appearance; no one wished to appear less than wise.
until a small child asked, "why is the emperor not wearing any clothes?"
so it is that i ask, if i question rather than believe i am wise, what will i see?
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Would you like to be alone?
i like being alone. but i also like to gather people, to be in connection with others. it is not easy to be a tree without the forest...
Poor the lonley ones.
to lose one's forest is both freeing and a great loss.
I hate great losses.
losses sometimes seem to build on each other.
What do you mean?
there is that saying that trouble comes in threes. it seems if one loss occurs, sometimes others follow.
last year, a friend lost two family members in a plane crash. two weeks later, her mother died. a week later, her son almost died twice.
that kind of thing.
I see.
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