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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

[This is a conversation. The setting is the road. The conversation takes place between two people- a mind-vacant human, we shall call him, man(how original) and another man-like-creature, we can call him Monsieur Mort, or whatever the hell you want to call him]

Man:Give me a second. Can't you wait a little?
M.M: Na! I can't. You got your second. You thought you were very smart...turns out I can outsmart you.
Man: But...but....but...but but but...
M.M: (Exasperated) Look, you are the 156735290384th one today....so cut out the buts and make my life a little simple.
Man: Do you know how to rewind time? I mean this time, I won't hit the divider...I'll swerve around it...
M.M: Last time you had thought you'd swerve around it....why didn't you?
Man: I usually can...but today..I don't know really...i think it was the street light...flashed right into my eyes...
M.M: Ya right...that lone street light that was working....[pacing up and down]
Man: Ok, well maybe it was a car or something that came from the left...
M.M: Was it? Really? Now let's see? [Plays a video clip on his ipod]...Now , there, you seem to be quite alone, don't you?
Man: Uh...uh...uh...uh...umm..uh...
M.M: Yes?
Man: ...................
M.M: I'll tell you....It's all quite common really...you had a peg too many...and that weird thing Humans have made...(possibly the only good thing) Ah! yes, helmet, isn't it....you refused to wear one.
Man: ..................
M.M: Well, ok enough chit chatting...I have other things to do, so hurry....
Man: You seem to have so much in your control...why, why can't you just do something , you know? Some magic, some trick, something to keep me here... I promise I won't do it again....Never, ever again.
M.M: Well child, stop harassing me now...I did what I could...I was sitting on that stone wall and listening...you told yourself it would take you one second to swerve and I gave you that second...but you took two....you see, child, I usually mean what I say and I thought you did too...Now I know that in your world, 'one second' means 'two or more', 'a sorry' means 'I don't give a shit' and 'I promise' means 'let me off the hook somehow'. But you'll learn soon. Now, come on, silly thing...I just lost out on an in between snack because of this question-answer session....
Man: No I'm telling you, it was not the helmet, the pegs or ummm ok, not even the light....it was...it was...I was mind-vacant.
M.M: Mind-vacant...what the hell is that?
Man: You know....I wasn't thinking.
M.M: What shit...that brain thing that you have up there is always thinking...it's not programmed to stop..
Man:............Nah, I mean I was fuzzled
M.M: Ya, I'm sure...
Man: No really....Listen to my reason...listen
M.M: [Fading out] Walk while you talk child, walk while you talk...
Man: [walking] Ya see, I'll tell you what exactly happened....[Fade].



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