We must think. Think we must.

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  • And I’m reeling with you! And your solarpunk nickname is perfect! It blows my mind that you can experience the same stimuli in a distinctly different way. It means that the normal “common” way of experiencing the world is anecdoticaly shared with a lot of other all-the-same-and-glad-about-it human beings, but narrow and selective. I don’t mean to romanticize your condition in any way. But I don’t think mine should be romanticized either.

    I wish I could share your pain as the sirens go by, because I wish I could make it easier for you, but also because experiencing it in a distinctly different way would broaden my world, as I would be able to think about another, not less true, not less important, perspective. Or put another way: Sex is boring, I need to start paying more attention to my arms.


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    5 months ago

    Now, allow me to ask how we could write forward with this speculative interspecies poiesis, peotry, or sensible beauty in form of words.

    How wide is diversity?

    Others taste and feel the desiccation of salt on their skin differently than me. Some, like our dude Pudding here, don’t form lasting images in a centralized nervous system about it. They can’t recall a memory of the sting of salt, nor the warmth of umami on their tastebuds.

    But what does a hypersensible synesthete feel when the light breeze carries salt from the sea?

    The neurodiverging spectrum on which we place autism as far away from us as we can, is a continuum we do not dare to think too much about. Heavy is the hand that shelters us into the norm. But from a position of privilege, we should remain able to ask respectfuly.

    How does Pudding care about the world? How can anyone not care about their world?

    A newborn learns the world by licking the salt of my sweaty hand. By trial and errors the images form, and the accumulation of stimuli shapes a world. Always welcoming the stimuli is an absolute necessity, but so is remaining in a state of irreverent flexibility. Nothing is ever so sure, shared, sufficient that it should be taken for granted! Stay with the trouble.

    What can Pudding teach us? A lot apparently. So can we all teach each others something, can’t we?