- In the Dentist Office - wherein
I discover the Inner Playground: (mp3)
- The Inner Playground -
- My Inner Inner City
- My Own Private Hollywood
- Part Two: Games for the
- Freeze Tag
- Mother May I
- Simon Says
- Part Three: Building an Inner Playground
- The Inner Seesaw
- My Inner Swingset
- Part Four: Introducing Serious and Silly
- Serious and Silly (mp3)
- Kick the Can
There I was, lying on my back listening to something Bach-like,
my mouth locked open while a masked man and woman probe my major
orifice with tools of intimate discomfort. Utterly absorbed in
the rites of oral coronation, unable to speak or swallow, incapable
of cracking joke or smile or voice appreciations for apparent acts
of cleverness, and I found myself saying to, well, myself:
- "O mighty one, let us find something to do with our
impeccable mind that will take us away from all this.
- "Let's see, for example, if we can imagine an elephant. An
elephant with very long, white tusks. Tooth-like tusks. That
are being cleaned by a uniquely adapted elephant tooth-pecker
bird. Peck. Peck. Peck.
- "Or perhaps we can contemplate the truth that can be extracted
from this experience, like a tooth.
- "No, let's instead meditate on the bizarre mating practices
of dental hygienists. Of potentially libidinous purposes that
might be pursued by one trained in the use of a saliva-sucker.
- "On the other hand, maybe a game of hide and seek might be
best. I'll go hide.
- "Or perhaps I might find some more obvious way of indicating
my interest in the affects of additional doses of Novocain."
And there, my body stretched flat and open by the incapacitating
machineries of modern medicine, the state of my numbness reaching
vivid questionability, I rediscover that most blessed of all
mental abilities: my Inner Playground.
For, even there, under certifiably physical duress, my mighty
mind can take me away from the all too personal now. I can, instead,
should I so choose, talk to myself, joke with myself, fool myself
into some semblance of squirmlessness, even when the world whereinI
found myself proves so profoundly squirmworthy.
And I realize now that this skill is something upon which the
continuance of my veritable sanity sometimes depends. That without
this ability to play with myself, to amuse myself, to surprise
myself, I could lose myself utterly.