Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Experiment 1.8A

Enjoyed with: A mild sedative and Pink Floyd – Is There Anybody Out there?

In a world of apparently nothing, Selby comes to terms with his new-found existence. It can be torturous.
Being forced to learn and understand so much in such a short period of time.
Pain should end eventually.


On a fine, decidedly summer, day not long after a confounding incident. There is movement in reality.
Anguished and in constant thought. Burdened by a babbling brain. There is a shaping in the verse.

- With no one to speak to, Selby marches through the surroundings.

(
Where am I going? )
    O
       o (
This is odd… )
               V
         
Selby

The peace of being alone allows for further elaboration and experience. Much calmer and relaxed, there’s nothing to do but think.
And so: S/He begins speaking to itself.

(
Hello? )
   O 
     o (
Hello? )
           V

         Selby

More… Yes…

(
How are you doing? )
    O
        o (
Fine I guess… I just feel like
                there’s this great big cloud
                     or something hovering over me.
                I can’t explain it... )
                    V
             
               Selby

It’s good that Selby has found someone to speak with. Lest his mind fall into madness… Hmmm…

For now, he is comforted by his thoughts.

(
It’s okay. I understand exactly what you mean.  )
    O
       o (
It’s reassuring to know that I’m not alone. )
              V
          
Selby

Perhaps we can help the situation.
A test of Selby’s reaction towards the props…


( What’s this then? )
          O
            o (
Hmmm.)
                 V   
                             GUItAR!
               Selby                         TREE
                                                     ROCK


An element of surprise?

( I know what these are… )
    O
       o (
That’s a guitar…                                               GuiTaR!
             And that’s a tree…                                      tReE
             And that last one is a rock… )                                Rock
                    V

               Selby

The results are not really as astounding as they actually are.

In any case, space, time or place, something has to happen. Like, maybe: A breakdown of mental stability…
 Sorry Selby, perhaps it was too soon.


( How very interesting… )
    O
        o (
Indubitably )
               V         
                                   GUITar!
            Selby                                  TREE
                                                             Rock
   
And so a mutation of sorts makes itself known.
There’s a word... It’s just about putting in the effort and finding it.
What?
Delusional?
Schizophrenic?
Regardless!
At this very moment, things are actually quite entertaining.

               
                                    ( Hey… you with the face… )
                                                V                              
    GUItAR!
    ( This is new…)                TREE
   
       V                                                     ROCK
          Selby

It has begun. The consequences are elaborate. Yet there’s always something more. Or is that just hope? Anyway, Selby is strangely comfortable with the conversation. The props’ knowledge and understanding of things is amazing.

In the middle of the conversation, there is a little word play…

(
It’s amazing how
    you know so much, guitar! )       
        V                                         (
Yeah, s/he’s crazy insane
    Selby                                       about the knowledge and stuff. )
                                                                            V
                                                                          
TREE       
                                          (
Aw, shucks… )
                                              V
                           
           GuitAR!

                                              (
It’s the truest thing
                                                       since truth itself. )
                                                                       V 
                                                                  
ROCK

Through no intention at all they become what might be called friends – if the term can even be applied at such an early stage.
 It is at this moment that Selby looks in the distance and sees the shapes of Tesuon and Suvaal. They are still arguing about something.
Selby ignores this and returns to his comfortable and current reality.

(
It’s nice to have some real friends. )
    O                   
       o (
I love you guys! )                ( Aaww, what a sweety.)
            V                                                V
           
Selby                                   GuiTAR!
                       
                                                   (
Cute, I’ll give you that much…
                                                                 But I’m into it )
                (
Right back at ya,                       V
                            buddy… )                      TREE
                       V               
                  
rock

-On a piece of existence, overlooking the unraveling of a separate reality stands Tesuon and Suvaal. They view the situation from afar and with something resembling disdain.

(
Damn, who is s/he speaking to? )
    V
   
Suvaal           ( I'm forced to say the props … uuhh… )
                             V

                    Tesuon

A private chuckle between friends… They embrace something new and exciting.
A better form of exchange.


(
What’s that word you know? )
               V       
           
            Tesuon           ( Oh… I think it was (psycho)
                                                Loser! )    O
                                                      V     o

                                                     Suvaal

Hmmm… Quite…


( Yeah, I mean just look at it.
What a loser… Just…
Standing there,
 What an idiot. )            ( Now you’re just being an asshole )
          V                                  V

        Tesuon                    Suvaal

For some reason that is easily explained, the two of them fall into their routine. Aggressive affection.

(  S
hut up, dick… )
       V                      (
Not this again… )
 
   Tesuon                     V
                                Suvaal

Tesuon and Suvaal are close… Almost as if they were made for each other... Perhaps more intimately than they’d like.  It seems as though they are bound to one another by imaginative cause. 

Their understanding has adapted quite nicely. It could be a great shame if they keep acting in such a juvenile manner.

-An appropriate distance away, Selby is pleased and at peace. S/He has made what might be called “real” friends.

For a purpose that could be humorous:
Selby stands underneath TREE and enjoys the shade.


                                  TREE
( I feel so cool right now. )       
             V                    
               GuitaR!   
           Selby                     rock

An interesting story is unfolding. There’s still much to be done
and more to explore.
It seems that in this verse knowledge and understanding is somewhat erratic, though it’s always around when needed.
  

There is always another if not better way to explain things…

Perhaps...

No comments: