My wife has purchased a product called a "Happy Light" which comes in a box with a picture of a twenty something woman doing a yoga exultation, arms out, broad smile on her face, seated before her lamp of Luxor. I remember that when I was twenty I had that same look most of the time. I'm excited because obviously this lamp is going to make me into a twenty year old woman. The box doesn't reveal whether the yogic girl is wise or curious or shrewd. Yoga is, in America, a semiotic signifier of eastern wisdom, but in the east, they know that any idiot can stand on one leg. I'm just saying. I'm going to approach this lamp with great care.
Planet of the Blind 
“Exposed to full spectrum light, a father rat is docile and even helpful after his babies are born. But when the same rat pair are moved under standard lights, before the birth of the next litter the male must be removed to prevent aggressiveness and cannibalism; moved back to natural light, he is gentle again.”*
I’m just saying… perhaps just a few rays every now and again… to prevent… cannibalism?!?!
*http://www.globalhealingcenter.com/benefits-of/full-spectrum-light
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