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2015-01-22 04:30:24
Once upon a time there was a centipede that was amazingly good at dancing with all hundred legs. All the creatures of the forest gathered to watch every time the centipede danced, and they were all impressed by the exquisite dance. But there was one creature that didn’t like watching the centipede dance ― that was the tortoise. “How can I get the centipede to stop dancing?” thought the tortoise. He couldn’t just say he didn’t like the dance. Neither could he say he danced better himself because that would obviously be untrue.
So he devised an evil plan. He sat down and wrote a letter to the centipede, “Oh incomparable centipede,” he wrote, “I am an admirer of your exquisite dancing. I must know how you go about it when you dance. Is it that you lift your left leg number 28 and then your right leg number 39? Or do you begin by lifting your right leg number 17 before you lift your left leg number 74? I await your answer in breathless anticipation. Yours truly, Tortoise.”
When the centipede read the letter, she immediately began to think about what she actually did when she danced. Which leg did she lift first? And which leg next? What do you think happened in the end? The centipede never danced again. And that’s the way it goes when imagination gets suppressed by reasoned deliberation: it is important for an artist to be able to ‘let go.’ That’s the style the surrealists tried to follow. They would put themselves into a state where things just happened freely. :
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