Me? Oh, I was thinking about the planet Tanikauhi, where the dominant species has evolved external souls. Their souls are cylindrical, a little like the baton at an Olympic relay race. Some smaller and more luminous, others larger and deeper hued.
The physical action of carrying around a soul, remembering where it is at all times, taking care of it, helps those people live deep, rich, contented lives. They can’t help but be involved with their souls, the physical reminder is always there.
When people who are destined to be friends or lovers meet their souls hum, purr, there is no game playing on Tanikauhi, everyone knows who their people are.
Lovers often carry around each other's souls, when they are apart. They report it feels the same as being in contact with their own soul, but different. The same, but different.
They have a word for that feeling, when two people are individuals, yet feel like one person. A word for the same, but different. Perhaps having a word for such a feeling would cheapen it? Maybe the very absence of this word is the reason for art? If our souls were external, obvious, we might have a word for it too?
Anyway, you asked me what I was thinking about, I was thinking about the planet Tanikauhi, and two souls, and stuff.
Parkstreet
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