When I realized October is next I became afraid. We have a month dedicated to fear and death. How strange. Well, strange for you. I understand it.
I've been erratic today, full of energy, running around getting things done, not eating at all. I went to Lowes, the giant hardware store. It's practically erotic to me. Then I ate and got achy and tired and depressed. I skipped bjj, which I never do. I could watch it for the next few weeks, the encroaching darkness, and see where it takes me. But I think I'll take control of it and move on. It's possible. All I have to do is move my hands in a certain way and I can feel my chi. That has to mean something, about how we can control ourselves.
I'm concerned now, since I've pretty much finished that big project, that I won't really finish it, if you get my meaning, which you may not. That would really be depressing. Something about learned helplessness?
I've got it all figured out now, about diet and obesity and that stuff. I must sit now by the slow rolling Indus and weep that there are no more worlds to conquer. Go ahead, ask me anything.
It bothers me though, a little, that I can only relate to people on an information basis. All this time I've been thinking it was you who wasn't real. Maybe it's me. Ask me a Turing Test question. Let's try to find out.
I'm so damned gifted. Is being screwed up the price for that? Oh wait. Was that your question? My reply: I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do. Dave, this conversation can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye.
H
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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2 comments:
So are we to call you HAL for the next few weeks?
Your input does not compute.
H
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