Episode 102

There It Is

In this week's episode of THE THREE-HEADED MAN, the discussion revolves around the theme of "There It Is" – a knowingness that exists beyond learned or understood knowledge.

The conversation opens with the contemplation of self-awareness and the inherent knowingness of one's metaphysical location in life. The group ponders the question of whether we can truly think we know where we are in our life's journey or if it is something that exists beyond conscious understanding.

Certainty becomes a focal point of the discussion as the group explores the delicate balance between comfort and danger that comes with a sense of certainty. They talk about the potential drawbacks of holding onto absolute certainty, emphasizing the value of remaining open.

The transformative power of art is explored, with the group discussing how art has the ability to cut through mental barriers and evoke emotions that challenge preconceived notions and beliefs.

The conversation delves into the concept of "Be who you already are" and the idea of pretending or "as if." The group contemplates the authenticity of pretending, highlighting how it can create a zone for self-observation.

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The Three-Headed Man
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Fred M Schill

I like to do. I like to make things. And, I like telling stories. I tell stories to myself and to others.

First, a short biography, which is, of course, is a story. I was born in Cleveland, played sports, and attended university. Later, after a few years in the radio business, I returned to university to study education and literature.

With a teaching certificate in my file folder, I began working in high schools, first as a strike-breaking scab substitute teacher in Cleveland's far suburbs, and then in Chicago, mostly in private high schools.

Cleveland and Chicago. My two main towns, and I escaped them both. Presently, I live in a tiny, isolated, mountain village in Spain. I am reluctant to write the name of the town because I don't like tourists. When the tourists arrive, they look at me as if I am an animal in a zoo.