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Tuesday, October 17, 2006The Mirror: No thieves in my gene pool
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The Mirror: Which god do you choose from available pantheons? W: I choose no god. M: Four hands lay on the table, and the table felt inclined to tilt. W: I choose no séance. M: Aren't you tired yet? W: I am a little bit tired. M: Which one? W: Which kind of tired? M: Right now, right here: Escape. W: There is no escape. M: Would you fall down and worship it? W: "I worship the wisdom of no escape." M: A tremendous airplane says, "Look, I fly into your head and release packages." W: Packages of wisdom? M: I pass the building, and spell the words "Hotel Radio." W: Are you skywriting? M: I can sort of wrap it around myself. W: You can't grab clouds, but they can wreathe around you. M: That was not very surprising. W: That's me, stating the obvious since 2003. M: What would I have to do? W: You would have to accept the obvious. M: My life began with an explosion. W: The Big Bang theory of birth? M: Packages of wisdom? W: They're in our DNA. M: I know, I am being silly. W: Am I being silly? M: Are you skywriting? W: I'll write, "I am silly," across the blue sky in white writing. M: Life in the key of mist. W: Yeah, let's get misty. M: Packages of wisdom? W: Wisdom is found, or lost, in the mist. M: I am proud of my own sangfroid. W: It's not all that cool to be cool. M: I changed rooms. W: Where did you go? M: Is that power? W: It could be power to change rooms in the middle of a sentence. M: Well, if death is a machine, it produces pure change. W: Is death just like stepping from one room to another? M: What are you leaving out? W: The pain, obviously. M: I had better be on my guard, you might do something self-serving. W: But I can serve us both at the same time. M: (Erases) W: Are you taking back your last remark? M: (Puts "snow" on the list of white things, along with "salt") W: Add "cumulus clouds" to that list, if you would. M: Let's find out. W: Let's see what's really on your list. M: Don't worry. W: I'm sure it's a fascinating, if impenetrable, list. M: (First enters) W: Sorry, I must go, they've given me the nod. M: Does deep water scare you? W: (Goes to shallow end) M: That? W: Yes, the shallow end of the gene pool. M: Are you afraid we'll injure ourselves by climbing over the windowsill? W: No thieves in my gene pool. M: It could be power to change rooms in the middle of a sentence. W: I have to run through a lot of rooms to get out of here. M: Don't be chained to a job you hate. W: I don't hate this job. M: But I can serve us both at the same time. W: But I have to go. M: That is invisible to me. W: Goodbye! M: Closing in 5 seconds ... Goodbye! Labels: chat robot |
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