Russian Dolls

[Kaomea]

are exquisite. A doll within a doll within a doll... etc.

The largest set is 51 dolls.

The smallest doll in a set is commonly a baby.

The dolls inside can be any variety of genders and characters.

I find people are like Russian dolls.

[serloco]

They are alright, i met one and he was just so full of himself.

[Julio Juliopolis]

serloco wrote:
They are alright, i met one and he was just so full of himself. 

Haha. nice. I like the Russian Doll metaphor too.

Along those same lines is the old question... "What was I before I was born?"... which seems just a bit too big to me to take all at once, so I'll ask... what was I before I slipped into my last doll-faced Russian shell?

Now I define the last shell I slipped on as my love of Arby's medicinal orange cream shakes, (available for  limited time only), so my question could be rephrased as "what was my love of those shakes before I tried one?"

A few components come to mind...
1 - A desire for new experiences
2 - A desire for new experiences that I enjoy
3 - An application of knowledge from old experiences that I enjoyed which suggests I might enjoy this one for similar reasons... (This is dangerous folks. A treacherous component indeed!)
4 - A desire not to miss out on the new experience, since it's for a limited time only, (another treacherous component! Curse those marketers who concocted this diabolical trick!)
5 - A recognition that the universe had put me into a situation in which tasting the shake made sense. I was at Arby's, I'd already purchased it and inserted my straw...
6 - Actually tasting the shake... feeling it and then analyzing the information I was sensing in my mouth... deciding whether to put it into a "like it", "dislike it", or other category.

At first it seems like I could just take #6 at that and say the answer to what was my love of the shake before I tasted it is that it was an empty category ready to be filled with my judgement of the shake... but that leads me to ask what was that category before I created it... which would be answered with part of a plan for how to appraise the shake... and before that it was a desire to enact the plan... and before that it was an idea of a new experience suggested to me, (by their marketing), which I decided to accept and in turn create the desire to taste the shake... which led to the plan... and before I got the idea it was just an empty spot where ideas can come to me to be appraised, either which I generate or others give to me... leaving me with the question, did I give that role to the empty spot or is that automatic?

I'm not sure I need to answer that, (and the answer isn't coming quickly to me), as I've already mapped out how to remove that layer of my russian doll self by simply going backwards through that process. But why do it? Why give up that cold orange creamy goodness?



Yes, freedom. The freedom to keep my list of loves from being so clogged up with orange cream shakes that there's no room for anything else. Also, the freedom to try an orange cream shake anew, unbiasedly. and enjoy appraising experiencing, (appraising was definitely the wrong word!) the next one purely on it's own merit and not based on the memory of shakes long past. Or even more specifically that portion of it which is in my mouth at any given moment. That is of course, if the universe ever again puts me in such a position where drinking another orange cream shake is warranted.


This same approach seems like it could be used with other parts of our shells. And while it seems simple to do with orange cream shakes, (did I make it sound simple? xD), with other pieces I'm sure it gets pretty complex with hidden motivations and stuff like that. But it seems like one of those things where the tougher it is to unravel the greater the reward for having done so.

Thanks for that metaphor Kao

[Kaomea]

That's way too thinky for moi. If I like an orange shake, I have one (or whatever number I'm in the mood for). I might feel like a burger too. Might even venture into heart attackville by adding fries.

What can I say, I live in an infinite perspective where I don't have to make room for what I love. All my loves fit ?‍♂️ I find life more magical this way.

You're welcome.

[serloco]

I went to my local sex shop last night to get a new blow-up doll. As I was looking at them the clerk came up to me and asked if I needed help? 
I said yes and he asked if I wanted a male or female? 
I said a female and he asked blonde or brunette? 
I said blonde. Then he asked Muslim or Christian?
I asked what's the difference? 
He said the Muslim blows itself up.

[Guest]