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My Ne is a bit like that, but a bit wilder. Quite a lot wilder. There aren't any totem poles... pretty much everything's shiftable, negotiable, and there aren't any balls of yarn, I just sorta drift without sail or anchor, just a hand on the rudder and my eyes closed, so as not to be distracted by the SIGHTS of things, from seeing the ESSENCES of them.

I tell you what, it's sorta like a wild, open, misty ocean and I'm going along on it with no prior intentions or preconceptions or expectations. Just cruising along quite happily. Sometimes as I go, things fall onto the deck of my boat. I pick them up, give them the once-over, then toss them overboard, making a mental note of roughly where and when I was at the time I did that, so I can 'find' it again. Sometimes the things I drop overboard float, so when I go past something in the sea, I'll see that thing having been carried by the currents, bobbing on the surface next to this other thing. I'll see them both together, frown, rub my chin and then say to myself, "Yes, they can work together, they look good together - why not?"

Sometimes the things that fall onto the deck are really cool, really useful, and I keep hold of them. Well, not in a possessive way... just in a way whereby I keep them close, any way I can find to do so that doesn't stop them from being freely what they are, because I don't want to break them. Broken, they're not the thing I wanted them to be.

I'm basically responding to everything in the immediate, a bit like an SP, except rather than responding in a physical way to its physical properties, I'm responding to its essence, its meaning, sort of wrapping myself around it and in a way, hitching a ride with it, and always with an eye on what'll happen next, preparing the next move, and the next, and the next. What it was doesn't matter - it's what it is, and what it can be that I'm interested in.