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Friday was tough. I suppose I have to admit it. I acknowledge that I was aware of the reality that caused or fueled my emotional response, which I suppressed and marginalized into believing didn't really exist. Or most logically was likely to be possible.

First of all, he was in the A wing. The A wing reminds me of Mrs. Borg's class. Mrs. Borg was my first grade teacher. I excelled early on in school. My grades were great and I was doing well, but I was a big distraction for others' in the class. So I was eventually moved to the back of the room, in the far corner, looking out over the grassed back yard of Pine Tree Prison (aka Pine Tree Elementary).

I had a toy named "Gizmo" after a popular movie of the day, "Gremlins". My Gizmo was in good condition, but one of my friend's (Ryan) wasn't as much. He was torn, beat up, looked like he had been chewed. (Ryan used to break all of his toys.)

My chewed G.I. Joe guy in my hand. Chewed up. And wet.
Wet from urine, after Pop-Pop chewed and pissed on my G.I. figurines, or dolls as my dad called them.
Around the same time I saw him try to get to Greece from behind our secretary desk. Among other stuff.

I guess Dad is pretty far along. Sadly. I wonder what impression he'd be leaving on me now if I were his grandson, and not Pop-Pop's. And then. To what degree are we passed on to the next. It flows more readily than you might think. It's not all genetics but programmed behavior.

He babbled quite a bit. This included lots of stuttering type syllables except I think the stuttering was intentional, sort of like he was keeping a beat. I wondered if the syllables he uttered were expressions of some other mental image. And maybe the brain sees this stuff in other dimensions, just like the universe. What if the brain were composed substantially of "other matter" or something analogous to the composition of the universe, which our understanding of which changed drastically last century.

Why then have we not considered that like the universe and the atom before it, the brain too may be based on stuff mostly unknown to us.

The babble I enjoyed most was: "Bda-bda-bda-bda-bda-bda You're really smart."