Reading about myth (still digesting the text's introduction), I set my book down in a puddle of water spat by the baby and I had forgotten about until ... Oh well. It seriously wasn't as bad as peeling apart pages 6 and 7. Seems as though someone thought it a fine idea to set his or her pink lollipop or its remnants down on my schoolbook. No words came up missing, no paper parts were transferred to the opposite page--a sigh of relief.

Because I can't afford to lose any info on myth. I don't entirely get the subject because it is difficult for me to decipher myth from anything else. My mind likes to find what's concrete about the abstract, maybe visa versa, too (I don't know if any of that is healthy!), so myth is everywhere to me.

Yesterday, friends with my husband (because I heal pretty quickly and with your help), I laughed when he said he was acting like an idiot [about something] on purpose. That could go on his gravestone, I told him. Then as we shopped--a rare outing together--I asked, 'how are we going to pay for this' (our purchase), which he felt should go on my gravestone.

And what we say in this life (and/or the medium we say it in) leaves a mythological mark on future generations studying us. Hi.

Are we still inventing myths? Consciously, no, I don't think so. Inadvertently, yes. But what constitutes myth is the common thought, as in community, of which there is likely less than times previous. I mean, we're a lot of people now. Our government organizes us, but it is difficult to organize us otherwise--we're all doing different things at different times. We feel community through work and some play, such as in a crowd at a sporting event or a movie, but with the world at our personal fingertips each of us takes it in and lives quite separately from even our neighbors. Alone, more head than heart, more thought than deed, more thought than feeling, more matters of fact than developed relationships, less humbling lessons than self-defeating myths.

Maybe myth, like two artist friends of mine said at different times of art, has all been done. We can basically use our modern resources to say and do what has always been said and done. The trick, however, is to create with community in mind. Those who have not learned what is true in themselves--their desire to be a part of a community, to not be alone--cannot give it to others. Everyone has a niche in them, a well of love and creativity, that will impact others because of how true it is. It is like the myth of what's in Pulp Fiction's briefcase. We have a tougher job today of sorting through, flicking off, or bulldozing conventions (myths?) in order to find out how to find out how to find out how to find out how to think like a kid.