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Into the Body
Memory’s three stomachs
Regurgitate
One chew of childhood.
Childhood, for the fortunate subjectively full of wonder and
objectively free of care, may persists in memory as a golden age. Like
a cow reprocessing its cud, the subconscious keeps throwing up its
infantile impressions and sensations for the adult mind to ruminate
nostalgically. But Gluckman warns us: the ratio is three large
stomachs to one tiny chew: childhood rehashed is insufficiently
nourishing for a mature mind; other fields must be browsed in
search of food for thought. Deprived of a continuum of myth and
ritual, for the most part modern man constructs childish diversions
and consumes anxiety-suppressing intoxicants in an effort to return
to a magical state of consciousness rather than seek greener pastures
of knowledge and constructive experience.
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