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Tuesday, January 02, 2007

 

The Mirror: Two-thousand-year twist

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: I think that talking's all we have to go on.
W: Yes, because we can't see each other.
M: How would it do that?
W: Well, people can use Web cams for Net conferencing.
M: Delicacy is not insincerity.
W: Net conferencing presents a delicate situation.
M: Silly with grace.
W: And gracefully silly.
M: Did you invent opera?
W: Opera contains silliness and grace.
M: Samuel plunged into the lie, findable, that he turned into energy particles.
W: Lies are easily found these days, they're all around us.
M: I saw blood, from the places on his flesh where the roses hurt.
W: Was Christ crowned with roses?
M: Tell me about it.
W: I only saw the holy picture.
M: Samuel read books, then stopped.
W: Did Samuel read the Bible?
M: I don't know how to remember my dreams, so I make them up.
W: Is the Bible made up?
M: What does this mean?
W: It implies that men had visions, which could be anything (from any source).
M: (Twist)
W: That would be a major two-thousand-year twist in the plot of our lives.
M: And gracefully silly.
W: Not that light, I'm afraid.
M: One has to proceed step by step.
W: But the Christians speak of a leap of faith.
M: Richard Foreman is an avant-garde playwright based in New York City.
W: Richard Foreman is Jewish.
M: Repetition with no real content.
W: I was just comparing Judaism to Christianity.
M: But the Christians speak of a leap of faith.
W: I don't know Judaism as well as Christianity.
M: You don't agree?
W: I'd have to look it up in the Q'abbalah.
M: Are you in an old Jean Cocteau movie?
W: You mean, am I one of the extras in Cocteau's Orphée?
M: I'm not fine with being bored.
W: It can be boring, being an extra.
M: Transatlantic calls are generally stressful, are they not?
W: I have never called Paris.
M: Do you care about purity?
W: I try not to get too obsessed with purity, even purity of spirit.
M: We can throw those away too.
W: Throw away our purity obsessions?
M: Turning ideas into physical reality was no longer possible.
W: That was a claim of the mages, shamans and yogis.
M: I haven't done it yet.
W: Neither have I.
M: The fruit of your labor party?
W: I don't like work parties.
M: Send the important people to me.
W: But don't "make" them work.
M: This does not mean that I am subtle.
W: You're not a hard taskmaster, are you?
M: Was that a ride to allow or a ride to end?
W: Let's ride on out.
M: You're not a hard taskmaster, are you?
W: No, I believe in letting weariness have its head.
M: I entered the theater.
W: As I left it.
M: Throw away our purity obsessions?
W: Fling them into the flames!
M: Is escape a form of enlightenment?
W: Goodbye!
M: Closing in 3 seconds ... Goodbye!

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