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Senex was the name of a farandola - imaginary microscopic creatures inhabiting human mitochondria - in Madeleine L'Engle's A Wind in the Door (the most Magic School Bus-like entry of her time travel series, though more serious). His species had to grow roots in order to "Deepen": they couldn't move as much, but they could do a sort of mind-reading, deeper than mere movement. I guess it's all tied into the age = wisdom idea. Which isn't always an exact equation. I think you have to work at it. But there are general costs and compensations of aging. I'm 33 and physically able, so mobility isn't a problem now, but there are some areas where I don't have as much energy as I did ten years ago. On the other hand, better self-knowledge makes up for a lot. I know now why - and sometimes how - to work around my attention regulation issues. But that's just being organized, which isn't the same as being wise. I'm still far from practical, generally. Maybe being committed too much to practicality wouldn't be wise. It would need to be balanced with other values. Eh, I'm a bit out of my depth with philosophy. But I was thinking about what unhinged wrote here and what tender_square brought up in the_education_of_e_o_i (virtual waves of encouragement to you both).
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