Saturday, March 30, 2019

“My heart is perfect because you’re inside.” – Hallmark Card

“The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
30 March

Imagine this: you’re a high school senior. You just finished class in your favorite subject. It makes no difference what that subject is: biology, woodwork, you name it. But that subject is what you have pursued as a career ever since. In fact, your contentment in that career is a major reason you’re content with life in general. Actually, all that is true because a few minutes earlier in this particular class, just as the bell rang, you said something of preternatural brilliance, something that represented a quantum leap of creativity, something so earth-shaking that the earth itself STOPPED its God-ordained rotation. You were dimly aware that other kids, packing up to go to their next class, were casting furtive glances at you as if you had just walked on water and had only just now landed back on solid ground. Then you saw your teacher seemingly floating in s-l-o-w  m-o-t-i-o-n toward you. He stopped right in front of you, then, taking both your shoulders in his hands looked you straight in the eye, and said, “That was simply brilliant. You’re really good at this, aren’t you?” And with all the pristine innocence, all the blossoming shyness of which the teen years are abundantly endowed, you looked back and said, a little awkwardly, “REALLY?!?”

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