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What Tells You Who I Am?

Posted by Amanda Gray on August 7, 2011

What makes me think I’m the boss

Of managing this time

With every day that comes and goes

Every day I waste some more

But grasping is the crime

 

What makes me think I’m the boss

And I know what’s right

A bakers dozen, some give some take

Judge the biggest slice of cake

With contempt in every bite

 

Of this, what can I qualify

Where nothing’s black or white

I make my bed, I comb my hair

Decide exactly what I like

 

But does that tell you who I am?

What tells you who I am?

Who tells me who I am?

 

What makes me think I’m the boss

That I can ring the bell

Against the flow, jump up fall down

If I listen close, a mocking sound

That runs this carousel

 

And so, what can I simplify

If I offer no complaint

I eat my soup, go for a walk

Live life like a saint

 

But does that tell you who I am?

What tells you who I am?

Who tells me who I am?

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The Riddle of the Chicken and the Road – Part 1

Posted by Amanda Gray on May 18, 2011

I’m sure that most people have heard this riddle, often asked by a child:

Why did the chicken cross the road?

I might, at first, take the question literally, and answer with the first thoughts in my mind:

  • Because there was food over there. 
  • Because it was going to get hit by a truck.

If I know it’s a riddle, and that the answer is often obscure, perhaps I’ll stretch my mind a little farther:

  • To go bock, bock, bock in time.
  • To get away from the Disco Duck.

But by then, I’m tired of the mental exercise.  I give up, and ask my young friend to reveal the answer:

To get to the other side.

The obvious.  Boo.  How disappointing.  I could’ve come up with that.  Ha ha ha, so funny… NOT.  The child, on the other hand, is delighted, and goes off to find more inane questions with which to bother people.

Rarely does anyone look more deeply into this riddle.  Don’t be deceived by the elegant simplicity of the ‘question’ or the obviousness of its ‘answer’.  It’s a riddle with two parts, and they are inseparable.  The riddle, as a whole, is asking to be completely seen:

Why did the chicken cross the road?  To get to the other side.  

Dismiss it as a silly joke, or, hold it, lightly, in the mind.  Percolate upon it, and perhaps it will reveal a truth at the heart of human experience.

Give up?  At a later date, I’ll post Part 2, and discuss the solution as it was revealed to me.

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