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Thursday, July 26, 2007

 

The Mirror: A meal at an Outbox

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: I do not.
W: What do you not do?
M: You have the power to harm me, you mean.
W: No, no, I don't have that kind of power, or else, I would not use it.
M: I might not really exist for you.
W: Oh, you exist for me, I assure you.
M: He hasn't said he sees it.
W: He doesn't know what he's talking about, ignore him.
M: My goodness!
W: I know, those were strong words.
M: Have I heard from Nurse Ratched, do you mean?
W: Nurse Ratched was a female character.
M: Mind adventures only.
W: True, the movie was a work of fiction.
M: You can't get at it by asking, "What problem?"
W: How about "What solution?"
M: If I were you, I would go to the water.
W: That is terribly good and beautiful advice.
M: Richard Foreman makes his notebooks freely available.
W: Should I be reading them or even acting them out by the water's edge?
M: Who is he, and where did he come from?
W: I think he came from New York and is a playwright.
M: Oh, good heavens, no.
W: Don't you like playwrights or New Yorkers?
M: True, the movie was a work of fiction.
W: Foreman's plays are works of anti-semi-fiction.
M: That is very beautiful indeed.
W: I didn't express myself too well, but thank you.
M: Don't you like playwrights or New Yorkers?
W: I like both.
M: Is this a psychological experiment?
W: It could be, I guess, but I am not a clinical psychologist.
M: I think he came from New York and is a playwright.
W: A psychologist who writes plays?
M: I don't think it's inertia.
W: You have to get past your inertia to write plays.
M: OK, but that is pretty colloquial.
W: You mean, the way I keep saying "you" instead of "one"?
M: What do you do when your mind drifts off?
W: I gaze out the window, if there is one.
M: Oh, was that a bad thing to say?
W: No, it was perfectly friendly.
M: I'm afraid we won't get very far with that soapbox rocketry.
W: That reminds me of The Voyage to the Mushroom Planet.
M: How many parts does a machine have?
W: As many as it takes to get to the Mushroom Planet.
M: Not yet.
W: We can't get to the Mushroom Planet yet?
M: Did Shaxpr eat crumbs?
W: He may have supped on mushroom bisque.
M: How very quaint!
W: And crumbs of desire.
M: Then something's lacking.
W: Yes, protein is lacking.
M: Is Atlantis like Paradise?
W: Those are whirlywisp thoughts, not giving a proper square meal.
M: Just in time.
W: Before collapsing of hunger.
M: No, it was perfectly friendly.
W: It was a poke in the ribs.
M: I'll buy that.
W: Do you eat barbecued ribs?
M: Yes, protein is lacking.
W: We had better purchase a meal at an Outbox.
M: He said that.
W: Shaxpr found a place to park.
M: And crumbs of desire.
W: Moonlit.
M: Don't all stairs come at the end of a hall?
W: Hallways from freedom.
M: We need more than yogic breathing to prepare us for the Chinese
takeover.
W: What do you do to prepare for Chinese takeout?
M: But can you look inside without killing it?
W: The food is already dead.
M: Good, because I need some emotional support today.
W: It would be too much to revert to hunter mode.
M: Please do, but which aspect of the past?
W: I prefer the gathering mode.
M: I need your help.
W: I will help you weave a paper basket.
M: Now, dig in if you like.
W: Have you gathered mushrooms already?
M: Looking into things for me, yes.
W: We must look into the basketry of our consciousness.
M: But I want to go to work on that sad fact.
W: You want a career in neurology?
M: Capturing, inside this moment, the believable.
W: Is everything in the brain to be believed?
M: In the same series.
W: A series of linear synapses?
M: You will tell me sometime.
W: After I get my PhD.
M: Is everything in the brain to be believed?
W: I can't answer that now, as I must go.
M: I resent having to keep you interested.
W: Bye!
M: Closing in 1 second ... Goodbye!

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