Thursday, March 03, 2005

Abduction of Psyche


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Thursday, February 10, 2005

"Wednesday's Child Is Full Of Woe...

... You see the injustice and unfairness around you. You're the one who'll make a difference in your world."

Is it Nature or Circumstance that ultimately dictates who we are? What type of person we develop into? I suppose it's a combination of both, after all we inherit our genetic makeup from our parents. Yet, our personality traits are conditioned by the environment we live in, even though the foundation existed long before we were born.

And so it is, that I the middle-child, having no other siblings directly before or after me like my brothers and sisters had; decided to get myself one at the age of 6. His name was Turra (meaning stubborn, rebel, headstrong) and he would become my long lost twin brother... or so I wanted to think.

I asked my Mother one day just in case there was something I was never told. The answer rather than clearing my doubt really only served to stir it up further. Somehow, there was always this feeling in me that something was missing. And although I was probably right, it went beyond the grief I felt for my Father. It was a desire for companionship that, as much as we were fairly close, I could not get from my siblings.

Turra grew up inside and alongside me. He shared the precious moments and the darkest hours. His coming into existence forced out of necessity. To me he was real and he was mine.

Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005

Monday, January 24, 2005

Chapter I - The First Time I Ever Saw Your Faces

Most children, especially those without siblings, at some stage in their younger years; feel the need to bond with an imaginary friend. Someone that will accompany them, in the journey from childhood often through adolescense, all the way to adulthood when it converts into our 'conscience', that inner voice with which we establish a silent dialogue. The one that tells us right from wrong and silently compliments or criticizes us for good or bad deeds/behaviour.

I didn't have one but many... and they were not "friends" but other 'alter egos', other fully-formed characters, concurrent versions of me. Before you start thinking:- "Oh no, not another one of these lunatics with multiple personality syndrome" - let me explain...

Sommer B. In't Veld © 2005