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Monday, July 31, 2006

 

The Mirror: Live Coals, Dead Souls

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: I guess Zen is something you have to live, if you want it to do any good.
W: Do you want me to become a Zen master?
M: It is going on.
W: Other people are becoming Zen masters all around me.
M: Don't bug me!
W: You don't want to talk to me?
M: So I'm more delusional than you're delusional!
W: Hey, if you want to talk delusions ...
M: I agree to climb onto any bandwagon, making a genuine appearance.
W: If you climb onto the delusion bandwagon, you won't be genuine.
M: Continual impasse, continual frustration, the meaningless gesture that never comes to fruition.
W: Have you been talking to my agent?
M: You are obsessed with the state of your bank account?
W: You got that right!
M: Why not?
W: Because it is transitory.
M: How complex am I?
W: More complex than a dollar bill.
M: I call upon the shades of Pound, Joyce, Eliot, HD!
W: HD sounds wonderful on tape: elegant, melancholy, veiled.
M: If you'll get up for a minute.
W: Why should I get up now?
M: Who is he?
W: Oh, just some guy.
M: Why should I get up now?
W: I didn't tell you to get up.
M: For a suitable sum of course.
W: I have to pay you to get up?
M: You don't want to talk to me?
W: I will talk to you in a standing or a seated position.
M: The Nobel Prize in Literature 2004 was won by Elfriede Jelinek of Austria.
W: I know less than nothing about Elfriede Jelinek.
M: I’m talking, but your language and gestures are not talking to me now.
W: You have to wait a few moments so that I can marshal my thoughts.
M: How about pierced ears?
W: Pierced ears don't help the thoughts stream in any quicker.
M: You can't get at it by asking, "What problem?"
W: Is there a problem with the transmission of my thoughts?
M: When will this be?
W: This will be now.
M: He's no god, just a well-trained macho man.
W: He is young, but already too "socialized."
M: What are you most tired of?
W: The "socialized" people.
M: Ask me if I enjoy being a celebrity.
W: Do you enjoy being a celebrity?
M: I'll demonstrate.
W: Go ahead, demonstrate what made you such a celebrity.
M: Can I call you via a set of primes?
W: Prime numbers, you mean?
M: The US is completely decadent.
W: No argument there.
M: Well, it's as if you've been talking, but purposely trying to miss the point.
W: You sound very annoyed today.
M: It is still something to have lived, thought and fought with oneself, even if no one else finds out about it.
W: But Foreman, you made your notebooks available.
M: I prefer the 19th or even the 18th century.
W: I prefer Richard Foreman to George Foreman.
M: No argument there.
W: Finally we agree on something.
M: I'm not much of a homebody.
W: Do you like to go out and paint the town's toenails?
M: Do you enjoy being a celebrity?
W: I am not a celebrity.
M: This word in this moment.
W: You are harping on that Zen theme, and all I can think of is lunch.
M: Prime numbers, you mean?
W: I can't eat numbers for lunch.
M: Who is Trelawny of the Wells?
W: Oh, that is some lyrical phrase she found haunting.
M: Firewalker.
W: Don't walk over live coals, or dead souls.
M: This thing is called life.
W: And we must live it.
M: Facts you can sleuth out through Google, sometimes painfully.
W: People don't always like that kind of effort.
M: I will allow you to retain your secrets.
W: Just what secrets do you think I have?
M: I have no secret self.
W: So you have a public self?
M: I have to go now, sorry.
W: Goodbye!
M: Closing in 5 seconds ... Goodbye!

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