Once upon a time I was a very monogamous minded man who was wildly in love with a polyamorous woman who was in love with a polyamorous man in another city and preparing to move far away to be with him. I wrote this alegory (as a children's book (the only children's book I've ever written)) to kind of capture my feelings.
The number of arms thing was aligorical for polyamorists and the things with arms on their backs symbolized people who appeared monogamous but were infedelitous. At the time I was feeling like the last monogamous person on Earth.
by Alex Mead
This is Sigmund (picture)
Sigmund lives on a world far away. It is called Harmonica.
There are lots of other things similar to Sigmund on Harmonica
but in at least one way Sigmund is kind of different. Sigmund
was born with only one arm.
On Harmonica most things are borm with at least two arms and
some with many more.
Sigmund's arm is on the front. Most of the other things have
an arm on the front, but they also have an arm or two on the back.
All of the things on Harmonica enjoy using their arms to pick
up things and play music and wave at their friends. Most of the
other things get stuff done much faster than Sigmund since he only
has one arm and can usually only do one thing at a time.
But Sigmund has learned how to concentrate on doing a good job
and with practice he became good at a number of things. The other
things liked to have Sigmund around because he was very entertaining
and pretty smart too.
Still Sigmund looked everywhere he went for another thing with only
one arm. He wanted someone to talk to about what it was like to only
have one arm. He wanted someone that did things as slowly as he did
but took their time to do things well.
Sigmund had friends, but they didn't understand him very well. They
were always asking him how he could get by with only one arm. Sigmund
was very happy to only have one arm, it was a part of what made him who
he was but he got tired of people asking him about it over and over again.
He looked around and looked around and kept looking around and all
of the other things had at least two arms. Everywhere he went, when he
would meet new things he would see their one arm on the front and he
would get his hopes up. He would talk to them for a while and have a
fun chat and then they would turn to walk away and reveal the arms on
Sigmund never wanted to be the first to turn and walk away and show
a stranger his blank back with no more arms. He knew they would run
after him and ask him about it and make a big deal out of it.
He began to think that no one would ever understand him completely.
One day he was out walking on Harmonica and he saw the most beatiful
thing. She had arms all over. There were arms on her front and her
sides and back and everything.
To Sigmund's surprise she came right over and talked to him.
Her name was Septida. She seemed not to even notice about arms even
though she had so many. She invited Sigmund to join her as she walked
around picking up things and playing music at the same time.
Even though she had so many arms, she didn't rush to do things. She
appreciated the way Sigmund took his time and put care into what he did.
Sigmund figured she had to be the most beatuful thing in every way.
Sigmund stopped looking for another one-armed thing. He felt like
even though Septida had so many arms, she really did understand him.
She fully appreciated him and his one arm and everything about him.
They would hold hands all the time even though it meant Sigmund could
do nothing else the whole time they were holding hands.
Sigmund was very happy.
One day Septida introduced Sigmund to her friend Hamlich. Hamlich
had even more arms than Septida and he liked to pick up things very
fast and play lots of music and wave at lots of other things. Watching
Hamlich and all of his arms made Sigmund even more sad than before.
Septida had known Hamlich for a long time. He lived far away and
Septida wanted to go far away to be with him but she needed to find a
smooth pink stone and a blue flower with exactly 9 petals before she
could go that far away. Both of those things were very hard to find
and so Septida was sad.
Most things on Harmonica picked up so many things that they had a hard
time remembering what they had picked up and where they had put it down.
A smooth pink stone was something you were likely to pick up once or
twice a year and a blue flower with exactly 9 petals was probably around
somewhere. Sigmund was pretty sure he had remembered seeing one.
When Hamlich went back home Sigmund and Septida went back to spending
their time picking up things but in particular they were hoping for
the smooth pink stone and the unique blue flower. Septida kept finding
smooth stones that weren't pink or pink stones that weren't smooth.
Sigmund told her about how their search reminded him of the times he
used to look for another one-armed thing and lots of things would have
one arm on the front but then when he looked closer they had more arms
on the back.
Septida understood. She held his hand and squeezed it and told him
of some one-armed things she had met in her life. That made Sigmund feel
better to know that they were out there somewhere.
Sigmund and Septida couldn't be together every day. A lot of the
time Septida had to go and play music with the other things she knew
or pick up stuff with other things. Sometimes she had to go spend
time with her mom.
One day when Septida was off doing something Sigmund saw a smooth
blue stone and it reminded him of exactly where he had seen a smooth
pink stone that was exatcly the same shape. It took him a couple days
to get back to where he had placed the stone but when he got there he
was glad to find that no one had moved it.
When Sigmund got back Septida was so glad to see him. They had not
seen one another in several days. She smiled at him and rubbed his
face with several of her arms. She reached out to hold his hand and
when she grasped his hand she felt something inside of it. She looked
and couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the smooth pink stone. She
had been starting to feel like she would never be able to go off to
be with Hamlich but now she suddenly felt like she was half way there.
Septida and Sigmund had a new enthusiasm as they looked for the rare
blue flower. She kept her smooth pink stone with her at all times in
a hand right up front and never let it out of her sight.
Sigmund searched very hard and asked everyone he knew that had an interest
in flowers or blue things. He was sad that Septida was going to leave and
and they would not spend their days talking and picking up things or playing
music any more. He knew that he was going to miss her terribly, but he could
also see how happy she was going to be with Hamlich. He could hold all of
her hands at once and play the music while they danced.
They searched and searched and searched. They found blue flowers with
6 petals and 7 petals and even 8 petals sometimes but never 9. Sometimes
they would run across someone who thought they knew where one was but
when they got there they would find it actually had 8 petals. One time
they walked a whole day to get to a place where a thing was SURE he'd
seen a 9 petal blue flower but when they got there it had 10. 10! Ach!
One day Sigmund had an idea about someone who might know more about where
to find the flower. Septida couldn't go. She had to go help her mom. Sigmund
got some good advice from his friend and set out to find the thing that knew
about people who knew about flowers.
This thing was a wild four-armed thing that claimed to know a thing that
knew about blue flowers especially, but he refused to help Sigmund unless
Sigmund could find a yellow ball. Sigmund knew exactly where he had left
a yellow ball and so he ran as fast as he could to go get it. When he
got to where he'd left it it wasn't there any more. He looked around and
saw a little thing playing with it.
Sigmund explained his situation to the little thing and the little thing
was happy to give sigmund the yellow ball. She had other balls in her other
hands and she didn't really need the yellow one.
Sigmund ran back to the wild four-armed thing and offered the yellow ball
and the wild thing told him of a place deep in the forrest where there was
a flower thing who knew more about flowers than any other thing he knew.
He even drew Sigmund a map.
Last edited by greenearthal; 11-07-2009 at 08:35 PM.