So, I whistle. I’m often not consciously aware of it, but there it is. This evening I found myself whistling the theme tune to Pinoccio. There are no strings on me. It made me smile because it reminded me of my children’s favourite saying as teenagers – “you’re not the boss of me”.
Anyway. There I was – suddenly aware of whistling this tune. It seemed to speak to me – an answer to a question.
If the answer is Pinocchio, what is the question. What is free will?
My conscious mind is still trying to work that out, because my unconscious is so sure that Pinocchio is an important answer.