Cats often seem to take on some characteristics of their owners..Wally, my cat from the martha times, is kind of obsessive, neurotic,and has a tendency to crowd me. He likes to complain to me, and followsme everywhere, periodically yowling for no reason for minutes at a time.Beefalo, the cat of Debb and me, is hyperactive, extremely inquisitive,and very very shameless. Both of them are very much people cats, snugglyand often playful. Maybe all this is a metaphor for how much Debb meansto me.
Tonight, Debb and I watched Beetlejuice. I'm reminded of theflamboyant twistedness that is the theme of that movie... it's one ofthose songs that's part of my internal jukebox -- part of me.I kind of miss my string bass... or maybe a piano would be fun to have.I think my parents once gave me a guitar -- I wonder if it's in storageat their place... I'd like to dig it out. I wonder.. perhaps redundantly,if the 'spiritual' feelings people feel about their gods are the sameor similar to those they feel about their nation, or how I feel aboutmusic. Can we make a coherent framework of emotions? Are these reallyemotions, or do they mix in a bit of interpretation/reasons for emotionsin them? Such a tangle of definitions...
If I could design a cosmology, what kind of afterlives would I put init? Perhaps an infinitely large house, rooms going on and on, sparselypopulated, none of them owned, people could just wander along forever,or settle in a place for awhile... It'd be interesting, the navigationmeans we normally use in a house on the small scale, becoming a way oflife. Except... it should have an outside. I just don't know how to makeit coherently fit into that framework. Oh well -- daydreams are cheap.
