Q. Do you know who I am?
A. Not exactly. But I don’t think it’s relevant.
Q. So why have you summoned me?
A. Because it’s Tuesday.
Q. Tuesday?
A. You heard me.
Q. What have I got to do with Tuesday?
A. I don’t know. It just kind of seemed like a good day to check in with you.
Q. You mean you’re going to see me every Tuesday?
A. Yes.
Q. Why?
A. Because it represents order. Regularity. Discipline. Things that are sadly lacking in my chaotic life.
Q. Why is your life chaotic?
A. I think I’ve explained this already. But I suppose it can bear review. I made a drastic life change about a year and a half ago, in which the old standards and values began no longer to apply. An effect of this shocking translation is that of chaos.
Q. But don’t you despise chaos?
A. I not only despise it — I am entirely threatened by it. As a creative, I thrive on order. There is no place for chaos in my ideal, beautiful world.
Q. Then what can be done to remove it?
A. Meditation.
Q. Are you serious?
A. I am indeed.
Q. But isn’t meditation a device of the devil designed to make the mind open to demonic influences?
A. Oh, please. I may be a Christian, but I’m not stupid.
Q. You aren’t?
A. I could conceivably be offended. Of course I’m not stupid. Only chaotic, convoluted, and confused.
Q. But how can meditation help you with this?
A. I can’t tell you. All I know is that the one time I dared to try it, the results were marvelous.
Q. How so?
A. I noticed all these bizarre thought patterns that had been holding me back. And in noticing them, and accepting them, somehow they dissolved.
Q. Do you mean that when you were done meditating, you were no longer harangued by these processes?
A. Not for a while, I wasn’t. A few of them later returned to me, along with some new ones.
Q. So what does this tell you?
A. That I should meditate every day. It’s a place I need to revisit regularly, in order to get myself clear.
Q. So what’s stopping you?
A. What do you think?
The Questioner is silent.
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