Now as I was saying... self/no self.

So here's your left thumb, okay? And the four fingers on your left hand.

And your left thumb is thinking, "Wow, that index finger is pretty hot. She's probably out of my league. But hey... maybe not.

"But every time I see her, she's with that middle finger. What's that about? Do they have something going on? I'll ask pinky finger... she'll probably know."

So the thumb goes and asks the pinky finger, "So, what's the deal with that index finger? Is she in a relationship with the middle finger? Is she, like, more into fingers than thumbs?"

And pinky finger goes to third finger and says, "You're not going to believe what I just heard about index finger..."

And third finger tells middle finger, and middle finger tells index finger, and index finger is like totally freaked out and confronts third finger, who sends her on to pinky finger, who by this time no longer remembers where she heard that, but she was just reporting what she'd been told.

Meanwhile, middle finger tells thumb, who doesn't realize he's just hearing his own unfounded speculation being repeated back to him as fact. So he gives up on index finger, and decides that all fingers are psycho bitches.

And now there's all this angst and drama and confrontation and innuendo.

But what is it, really, when you tilt your head back a little and look at it carefully?







































IT'S JUST YOUR LEFT HAND.


























But we are a lot like the thumb and the fingers: we may think we're all separate, standalone entities, but we're actually tied together into a huge cosmic hand with several billion fingers. And if we could all stop seeing ourselves as 'selves', and see that we are all one huge hand, we'd make one hell of a banjo player.




Or something.





This concept may need more development.