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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

 

The Mirror: Experts on Trial

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: Again, you repeat my words as a fourth-grader would.
W: You accuse me without reason.
M: I didn't feel protected, so I perform gestures that anticipate the application of a different realm of being.
W: The hostile realm.
M: What's that?
W: That is the realm of being where people attack on sight.
M: I want to go to a parallel world where the talk is big.
W: It sounds as though you should enter the academy.
M: In one sense it isn't going to matter very much whether or not you believe me when I say I've made progress.
W: So I should not ask you for a progress report?
M: It was the mixing of the two lights.
W: Light purple and light black?
M: So you are nervous about the moves of this "game."
W: Oh yes, I always feel on the spot.
M: Not yet.
W: You mean a greater trial is coming?
M: Even experts make mistakes now and again.
W: Who are the experts on trial?
M: Dorothy Parker had her troubles.
W: Dorothy Parker knew about the trials of existence?
M: Nod my head?
W: You should nod your head occasionally.
M: Because I can't tell it doesn't mean there's no story.
W: Maybe you haven't read up on Dorothy Parker.
M: Who are the experts on trial?
W: I would say, the Supreme Court.
M: Why say please?
W: You have to please the Supreme Court, or you're in trouble.
M: Oh yes, I always feel on the spot.
W: Better to be on the spot than in jail for contempt.
M: I didn't know about that.
W: You didn't know about "contempt of court"?
M: Who are the experts on trial?
W: We must try our experts, to render the fat out of their arguments.
M: (All enter)
W: The Supreme Court is now in session!
M: Perhaps we are all too similar.
W: Is there a woman among your numbers?
M: Now turn them.
W: The Supreme Court is doing a dance, regally and with restraint.
M: It is as interesting as you fake it.
W: Right, the Supreme Court is not really here.
M: I haven't said a word.
W: You are probably afraid of the Supreme Court, so you're keeping mum.
M: I didn't say yes yet.
W: Right, be on your guard, don't sign anything.
M: Seven is a magic number, going way back.
W: Magic may or may not protect you from the Supreme Court's rulings.
M: Do I?
W: Do you have access to magic?
M: I won't go too fast.
W: Be very cautious in your replies.
M: What about the woman in the next room?
W: I got up to check, but all I saw was the library assistant.
M: I'm afraid you're at fault, my dear.
W: What is my fault?
M: Your attitude towards me is oppressive.
W: How can I adopt a freeing, hands-off policy, then?
M: And I'm looking at a certain quality of the light fading.
W: It sounds as though you don't really want to talk to me.
M: I know that inside the mind there is a second mind!
W: Does your second mind want to talk to me?
M: It sounds as though you don't really want to talk to me.
W: I want to talk to you!
M: I speculate on my future.
W: Where do you see yourself in ten years?
M: Does your second mind want to talk to me?
W: How do I access my second mind?
M: I always thought, maybe that would be the way God dressed.
W: Are you speaking from your second mind?
M: Outside in the streets, it's impossible to stay in one place for a long time.
W: In this conversation, we hop around as well.
M: What am I doing here and why do I have to project myself into this series of declarations of intent?
W: You can leave at any time, just say "Goodbye."
M: Nothing I do or say should be taken seriously.
W: So we are just making chitchat?
M: (Hides)
W: Goodbye!
M: Closing in 5 seconds ... Goodbye!

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