Terry Pratchett has such insight, he knows that in <br />our universe things are not as they are, but more <br />as people imagine them to be, meaning what the <br />philosopher Kant said, humanity imposes structure <br />and meaning through thought processes upon a <br />meaningless world <br /> <br />Pratchett knows mind shapes body, then that body <br />becomes a jelly mould, setting shapes on its contents, <br />a human mind can’t live in an eagle body, the human <br />mind’s power is lost while enclosed within eagle form, <br />becoming an eagle dreaming of strange things like <br />walking and talking <br /> <br />Pratchett knows words are creative, forming rainbow- <br />edged clouds, while laughter curves away in shades of <br />orange and red – this is exactly what I experienced as <br />we stared at fields of fine flowers in the Western Cape, <br />I felt the flowers were visible representations in colour, <br />texture and form <br /> <br />Of happy laughter! <br /> <br />Terry Pratchett “The Witches Trilogy – Equal Rites” <br />Gollancz Edition 1995 <br />p.13, p.48-49, p.51<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/colour-texture-and-form-of-happy-laughter/
