“Hi Eeyore!” “Oh. Hello, Piglet.” “Are you going to Christopher Robert’s Integral Aletheia Party on Friday?” “Isn’t that funny, said Eeyore, looking as though it werent. Fridays I arrange my sock drawer.” “Oh but you have to go, Eeyore! There’s going to be cake, and balloons, and hats, and circling!” And Piglet began circling to show what circling was till he grew dizzy and fell down. “You have to come!” “Are Porcelli and his friends and relations going to be there?” “They are!” “Oh dear.” “What’s the matter now, Eeyore?” “Last time Decker just smiled the whole time I tried telling him how I’d lost my tail but that really I didn’t mind anyway, inasmuch as I don’t really need a tail, as if anyone noticed whether I ever had one or not. And he just smiled and asked me what it would be like if someone made me a tail, and then my eyes went and wet themselves, and worse, I ended up laughing. In Front of Everybody. And then Everybody hugged me and wouldn’t let go.” “But that sounds wonderful, Eeyore.” “And Everybody made me tails. Pooh Bayer’s was all sticky with honey. It was so Wonderful it was Frightening.” “Eeyore, are you scared to go to Christopher Robert’s Integral Aletheia Party on Friday?” “Of course. Aren’t you?” “Petrified! But I want that feeling that comes over me when someone is there with me and Im with them, and my Piglet brain stops chattering, and maybe I sigh, or shiver a little, or forgotten parts of my body nudge each other like otters, and suddenly I can almost bless someone and they can bless me! Oh, Eeyore, say you’ll go!” “Did you say, hats?” (by Tom Gilboy, Aletheia participant, 2011)
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