Shopping would be much more fun if

Shopping would be much more fun if we could rotate our heads like owls. Supermarket isles wouldn’t be a tedious mix of going back and forth, trying to see why one’s companions are lagging behind, choosing expensive shit we don’t need.

Owls have a special blood pooling system that ensures their brains and eyes aren’t cut off from oxygenated blood, even when their necks are fully rotated. So owls cannot strangle themselves when they turn to spot a mouse behind them. Honestly, if all one ate was live mice and rats, surely the idea of self-strangulation would seem infinitely pleasing.

Our world almost ended when a woman found a dead mouse baked into her loaf of sliced bread. It was exactly a year ago and I haven’t eaten bread since. Looking at the images again I noticed that the baked mouse was a greyish blue, on my laptop at any rate, a dusty shade that wouldn’t be wrong in a painting of an early night sky. Quite nice actually.

The point of colour associations is that one needs to be reminded why colours attract and repulse. We know that white is the colour of bridal purity, which is wonderful as long as you don’t also think of it as the complexion of the dead.

It’s called pallor mortis and it’s something we cannot stomach, that is why we do not look at dead faces. If we do, we pay morticians, who are basically artists, to make them look like they are still alive.

That could be a function of art, to reincarnate dead feelings, or to give life to new ones. Science, and not psychology, needs to investigate where emotions go when they are used up.

I expect there’s an emotional junkyard sitting in one’s brain waiting to be emptied, like the trash can in one’s computer.