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Hmmm... That's actually pretty confusing to me, Angelic. Your eccentric posts always baffle me to some extent, but I know that I've already mentioned it. Like you though, I'm intrigued at the idea of looking back into my own creations in hopes of better understanding myself. It's probably a largely futile pursuit in my case, but it is interesting nonetheless.
For example, my parents saved my drawings from the time I was about four years old. I have a large file cabinet full of them. My earliest drawings have an almost Hieronymus Bosch level of detail, and looking at them today is very mysterious to me. Many of the objects are recognizable, but there are some of them that I simply cannot figure out for the life of me. These objects are however very carefully and deliberately drawn and were clearly intended to be "somethings" at one point. ...I'll probably never know. As someone who is interested in writing and illustrating children's books, these early drawings of mine provide insights into my own interests and ideas as they were during my childhood. I'm so thankful to my parents for saving them; most children's book authors/artists probably do not have such a resource.
And of course, thanks for the compliment, Angelic; I'm glad that you enjoyed the poem. I'll be glad to provide some thoughts on any poems that you'd like to post.
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