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"Is this all it is?" it's God, of course, those giant furry boots propped up on the coffee table in front of her, sipping at something out of a straw on a couch. There are stars, though. Not her place. Who knows where.
"You're asking me?"
"Well, you're more likely to know than I am."
"What? Why?"
"Perspective. You know? I'm supposed to exist outside of ... though it's really more like alongside, so I don't quite get why you humans are so confused about it -- seperate from Time? Like how you still talk to me, even though you don't really talk to him all that often these days."
I shrug. "What's the point? All I want to ask him about is the past, but all he knows is the future. I can't figure out my future because I don't understand my past, yea?"
She shrugs back, takes another straw-sip. "He knows both, he knows all five directions. He has five toes, five fingers on each hand too, you see?"
I laugh. "I always figured that was hilarious, that connotation."
She nods.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick...
"That's not why you're here."
"Eh. If you're only here for fun, you shouldn't be here."
She looks at me askance. "You don't really believe that."
"But I do hate the people that are only here for fun. The people that only have fun, I guess."
"Because there's nothing more meaningful?"
I look around for a drink of my own. Probably find one. Maybe find one. Maybe drink some of it.
"You still miss Jivi."
"How could I not?" I practically throw whatever had happened to end up in my hand in my search. "He's the only point. He's the reason I'm here."
"Which is why he ran."
"He's the reason I stay alive. Not the reason I die."
"To someone who can't discern any longer, they look the same. You kill yourself every time he leaves?"
I stare unhappily at the ash tray, smoking. "I die whenever he's gone."
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She's not broken...
"You're asking me?"
"Well, you're more likely to know than I am."
"What? Why?"
"Perspective. You know? I'm supposed to exist outside of ... though it's really more like alongside, so I don't quite get why you humans are so confused about it -- seperate from Time? Like how you still talk to me, even though you don't really talk to him all that often these days."
I shrug. "What's the point? All I want to ask him about is the past, but all he knows is the future. I can't figure out my future because I don't understand my past, yea?"
She shrugs back, takes another straw-sip. "He knows both, he knows all five directions. He has five toes, five fingers on each hand too, you see?"
I laugh. "I always figured that was hilarious, that connotation."
She nods.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick...
"That's not why you're here."
"Eh. If you're only here for fun, you shouldn't be here."
She looks at me askance. "You don't really believe that."
"But I do hate the people that are only here for fun. The people that only have fun, I guess."
"Because there's nothing more meaningful?"
I look around for a drink of my own. Probably find one. Maybe find one. Maybe drink some of it.
"You still miss Jivi."
"How could I not?" I practically throw whatever had happened to end up in my hand in my search. "He's the only point. He's the reason I'm here."
"Which is why he ran."
"He's the reason I stay alive. Not the reason I die."
"To someone who can't discern any longer, they look the same. You kill yourself every time he leaves?"
I stare unhappily at the ash tray, smoking. "I die whenever he's gone."
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She's not broken...