From e0963b9540ca74f20301f7b75ac485a5fc6002e8 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Rye Progress Date: Mon, 17 Jun 2024 09:51:06 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/idumea/007.md | 7 +++++++ 1 file changed, 7 insertions(+) diff --git a/writing/post-self/idumea/007.md b/writing/post-self/idumea/007.md index 33d579b2..0cf14eb2 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/idumea/007.md +++ b/writing/post-self/idumea/007.md @@ -217,6 +217,13 @@ The Woman threw. The Dog fetched, and in that moment, in that place, there was p ----- +The Woman wanted to unbecome. + +I am doing my best to tell you, dear readers, this story from front to back like any good fairy tale. I am, of course, failing at times to do so like any good author must. Our lives are full of doublings-back and loop-the-loops even when we are bound by time's oh-so-strict arrow, yes? For our lives are circuitous and the progression of the world, as we know, spirals and coils around us. + +And so it is that I must once more step back from my notes — and here you must imagine me the type to have notes — and trace my finger up along the timeline of what I have so far told you so that we may sit together and consider why it is that stillness, for The Woman, has so much to do with unbecoming. + +We must first of all unlearn the idea that unbecoming is an active process. There may be agency involved — in fact, I think The Woman would insist that there *must* be agency involved, though I think she might hesitate if you were to ask whose agency — -----