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Monday, July 03, 2006

 

The Mirror: Octopus Hypnotist

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: Since he doesn't really exist, there is nothing interesting to talk about or to ponder.
W: Who doesn't really exist?
M: I said, a kind of torture.
W: I'm glad to hear that kind of torture doesn't really exist.
M: Down at the Harbor there are some very deep places.
W: How deep are the Harbor's deep places?
M: Why not do what is easy?
W: Some computation about water depth could be easy.
M: I got very much too spooked.
W: Does deep water scare you?
M: I never asked myself that question!
W: Maybe it frightened you too much, maybe you were scared of drowning.
M: Do you need better protection?
W: In very deep water, I suppose you need scuba gear.
M: The voices of those unheard.
W: You can hear people's voices underwater.
M: Nobody should be foolish enough to cover their ears in the neighborhood of such tremendous energy.
W: You should come up slowly, because of the tremendous water pressure.
M: Only nutty nutbars believe in magic.
W: Do the forces of Nature seem magic to you?
M: On the other hand, am I trapped?
W: We are all trapped by the forces of Nature.
M: I thought you hadn't heard me.
W: Even underwater, I could hear you.
M: We are all trapped by the forces of Nature.
W: There is no escaping the natural laws.
M: I hope you are talking about me!
W: Do you consider yourself a force of Nature?
M: We are all trapped by the forces of Nature.
W: Am I trapped by you?
M: Oh, there are certain and particular things I don't want to tell you.
W: Perhaps you are an octopus hypnotist.
M: Numbers don't mean that much to me.
W: You don't care how many arms you have?
M: You mean an out-of-body experience?
W: I mean an out-of-water experience, waving all eight arms in the air.
M: Is this help or is this a kind of torture?
W: For an octopus, it could be a problem.
M: That's your name for it.
W: I don't think you'd call it a walk in the park.
M: No, no, I didn't mean that.
W: There is something in between, I suppose.
M: Do what?
W: Do a comparison study.
M: What is the relation of that life resuming to life beginning truly?
W: Very good comparison.
M: I don't think the number of fingers is central.
W: Nor the number of arms.
M: Yes, I should think so.
W: Well, I had better go.
M: Actually, I'd rather pick the crooked answers.
W: Goodbye!
M: Closing in 5 seconds ... Goodbye!

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