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posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 05:25am on 2005-06-24 under

"....and yet, far down in that hollow cavern under my breastbone, the one that fills with the sensation of thousands of small screaming animals clawing their way to the top of the heap when I suffer the anxiety of doing my taxes or filling out student loan paperwork, or smell a Con on the horizon--far down in the bottom, heretofore empty, a lone tiny animal just trudged into view. It is a vague, nondescript, rounded little animal, a colorless hamsterish Anxiety Creature, eyes squeezed tightly shut, with stubby limbs and tiny, scratchy little claws.

"And it just screamed."

-- [livejournal.com profile] ursulav, 2005-06-17 (note that the author provided a slighly different phrasing of the first half of that first paragraph on the DeviantArt page where the creature is illustrated; if you requote this (and I myself am requoting from [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes), take a look and pick the version you like best.)

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posted by [identity profile] silmaril.livejournal.com at 12:46pm on 2005-06-24
I loved that illustration, and I love the text. It's just... so... yup. That is correct, right there.
 
posted by [identity profile] anniemal.livejournal.com at 03:43pm on 2005-06-24
Funny that when I'm doing my best work, my sternum is where I feel it. It's just how it is. It is and isn't my brain.

Screams come from the cerebral cortex or somewhere just anterior to the cerebellum. At least i sort of know where screams are coming from. Taking inventory. Thank heavens that it's not the posterior pituitary or well, (it does scream sometimes) the hippocampus. Corpus Callosum mostly works.

The screaming animal is just the source of what I think of as knowledge.
 
posted by [identity profile] aliza250.livejournal.com at 12:00am on 2005-07-12
Oh yes.

Which is why I'm reading your LJ instead of doing all the things that have woken up my own anxiety beast.

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