Experiment 2.01A - It's hard to be pointless...

Enjoyed with sour worms and something up-beat.

The world doesn’t rock and roll anymore.
Maybe that’s why there’s an imbalance.
Not enough freedom for those who really need it…

What happens when we try something different?

This means nothing.

In the midst of a social revolution, Neenex begins to interact.
It is similar to Selby in as few ways as necessary. S/He is a paradox betwixt excitement and enlightenment… Or just another experiment: with a different point of view.
And now, the introduction…

Let the amalgamation of minds commence:

(  Hello, I don’t think we’ve met properly… )
   V
Selby                     (  I know what’s happening, but I don’t   
                            know what’s going on )
        (  Oh, uh, yes… Hello )   O
                                    V      o
                                 Neenex

What happens, happens… So let it happen.

(  Are you okay?
   Where’ve you been? )
      V
 Selby               
                                             (  I need a monologue  )
            ( I have something amazing to say…)    O
                                                              V         o
                                                               Neenex

You guessed it. The New Entity Experiment launches
into a poorly written/conceived monologue.
We know not, apparently, what has possessed h/im/her to do so...

(  Upon a cliff I stood,
Screaming to the world.
Asking who I was…
All the while The THROBBING pain split my skull.
‘Twas a vice, crumpling my essence.
 Yet at the same time it was painfully pleasant, a satisfaction of sorts.
In any sense: This MASSIVE being PUFFLappeared before me in as cliché as can be considered.
It healed me!
It was the being that blessed my very existence.
And before it vanished, few words were spared. S/He told me…
S/He told me:

Knowledge is speaking, but wisdom is listening! 

And then it was over, with a resounding farewell…

Peace and harmony… peace and harmony…)
        V
Neenex

      (  What is s/he on about?  )
          V
         Selby            (  It needs to die…   )
                           V
                        TREE
    ( Totally…  )
        V
        rock                (…kill it!  )
                                V
                            guitar!

And so a rift has been caused. Separation through ignorance is an all too common theme. Perhaps there’s an element of forethought scrambling away, trying to be abused.

We observe the interaction:

(  This g/uy/irl must think I’m crazy… )
               O        (  You think I’m crazy, don’t you? )
                   o       V
                   Neenex


                    (  Crazy… Hmmm… )
                                      O       ( I’m not too sure…)
                                         o       V
                                            Selby

It would appear that Neenex is speaking its mind.
The words are bothersome to all concerned.

(  What do you know? )
          O  (  You know nothing!  )
             o    V
               Neenex
                   
                          (  That may be so… )
                                             V
                                        Selby
                   
Wait… Is this… humility?
No…

As can be expected:
In typical fashion, Selby consults the props.



(  What now? )
    V                                  (  Murder... )
   Selby                                 V             
                                           Tree
          (   Totally...   )                  
                      V           
                rock
                                  ( …kill it !!!!!!)
                                       V
                                guitar!!!!!!!!

Selby, is clearly a thinking, uh, thing, being, entity, manifestation, fun-time sun-time kinda, uh, thing. S/He has the power of free will.
And a peculiar way of handling it…

As it is: S/He considers all h/is/er thoughts before acting on a single idea.

Truly incredible…

In any event, let’s focus on this current event;
Selby puts forth h/er/is understanding of good will.

(  Do you want to hear a joke? )
            V
            Selby
                        (  Is it funny? )
                            V
                            Neenex


Reflection before reply.

(  No… Not really…)
         V
   Selby

                          ( Okay…)
                 ( … )     O
                     V    o
                    Neenex


Things are at an interesting intersection.
The pressure is unbearable.


Our story ends here.

Surprise Guest Appearance...

Enjoyed with: Give me a break... C'mon... You know what...

Perfection first, production value later...

At times, mystical events can be quite powerful. Great power can be harnessed through the abuse of the profound. Sometimes the more complicated it appears, the more easily and unwittingly we believe in it’s authority. This is irrelevant…

The world is fraught with peril.
There is no choice but to assert some control.
Control through freedom has become bothersome.
A more direct approach is necessary.

Neenex is currently torn from reality by an incisive headache. S/He has wandered off into the spacious wilderness wrought through thought. It would appear that the meeting with Selby had no effect on h/im/her -
A minor event:
The new entity stands atop a cliff.
Try to imagine:
This is purely for the sake of scope in tipping the epic sale. 

(WHO AM I?!)
    V          
    Neenex   
                  c
                 l
                i
               f
             f

Enter the Deity.



*M
     A    
        S                      ( Sounds like the wind's crying... )
            S                            O  ( What the fuck! )                   
                I                             o       V
                  V                           Neenex
P  U  F  F  L  E*
             
He is something resembling an hallucination. Hmmm…

               (...dig...)
                    V

              (Uh, okay...)
                   O ( Awareness! )
                       o     V
                        Neenex




 And now for some love and understanding…
Let’s hope the interaction is worthwhile.

( Knowledge is speaking, 
   But wisdom is listening… )
        V

                            (What the fuck?)   
              (… Okay?)         O
                          V        o
                          Neenex









 Brevity is essential – it adds to the mystery…
 
(  ...Peace and Harmony... )
    V

                 
                           

        ( This is, uh... )
                    O   (  Everything is so
                        o        new...)
                          o     V
                         Neenex






The end of a powerful interaction…

*M
    A    
        S                 
         
            S                  ( What else can I say? )
               I                               O    (What the fuck…)
                  V                             o      V
P  U  F  F  L  E*                       Neenex


In all events there is confusion, at the beginning at least.
Slowly the world unfolds in an interesting way.
And slowly we understand what is going on.

Neenex has been confronted by a powerful invention. It seems that it has become necessary to invent one (Note: nomenclature starts with a V and ends with an E).

What recourse will this interaction with a “higher” power have on our new entity? An experiment, which might be interesting to run on the side… Let’s experience this…



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Open the oven. The cookies are done.

                      

The way things are at this point...

NOTE: THIS IS AN OFF THE CHART EXPERIMENT!!!

So… Where are we?

We have the subjects. (Lined up appropriately… or, uh, accordingly?)

    •    Tesuon
    •    Suvaal
    •    Selby
    •    Neenex

And added to the group three seemingly unspecific objects of unknown origin, namely: a rock, a tree and a guitar.

They are what might be called, displaced (err…) in a reality. The purpose of these experiments is to discover the length and breadth of their eternally malleable reality. It is formed through language and it is being played with. (Totally…)

And so, through the use of choice words and textual intercourse (you better know what I mean… because I don’t know if I do), we have achieved an amazing misunderstanding. We could say the misunderstanding is part of the understanding. (Yeah, I know…)

Distinguishing is another issue (uhm). Try to note how the misuse and abuse of ersatz-matter <-(interesting, ain’t it?) has created some truly diabolical and delicious possibilities. (mMMmm) Yet don’t be alarmed when we pop culture. There is an attempt to eliminate the dimensions of difference.

Well… It should be admitted: the initial intention has malformed into something else. It has the potential to be quite beautiful. There’s a saying about lesser-known paths… hmmm… It might apply.

In any case: We have created time, space and any place. An allegedly coherent thread of existence is in… uhm… existence... (it’s supposed to be this way…)

We have successfully arrived, illogically and perhaps quote (yes) fortunately upon a new world. With limitless power we need only imagine the process and proceedings.

As it is, we are now stuck in this faux-reality constructed by a handful of thoughts… and hopefully it is hammered with a preeminence of fun…

Moisten your eyeballs… Have fun… Peace and Harmony…  Awesome…

To conclude:

An adequate amount of effort is being made to summarise the initial experiments. It should be completed soon… Along with series 2.1A of the experiments.

Experiment 1.10A

Enjoyed with: A glass of red wine and Pink Floyd – Mudmen

All good things must come to a friend… Or is it with?
We have established a messy reality. 
It is unstructured and incoherent at best. 
Yet the most interesting developments are being observed.
It kind of makes you think. 
That is: if we are blessed with such a thing as thought...
It has been a pleasure. 
Perhaps it always was?

There’s much to be said for leaving things undone. In this instance: closure will not come so easily. Especially in our relevant existence… Yet, just when you think you’re at an end, you discover how stubborn the horizon actually is.
A never-ending reality where anything can happen…

And so:  
Selby stands at ease. S/He has gained a sense of self that is manifesting more and more obscurities everyday.
In a conversation that could be deep S/He speaks:

(… with a weird force, punching holes in my head.
    It was scary but… uhm… exciting )                   
                          V                                                  (  wo/man, you're
                     Selby                                                     Sooo cool. )
                                                                                    V
                                                                                 TREE
                                       ( mmMm, the holes
                                      and being punched…
                                   Tell me more about it!... )   
                                          V
                                     guiTar!
    ( Shut up, guitar!
         You don’t wanna
freak out our target audience!!! )
                    V
                rock

If rock, guitar! and tree had eyes, the would surely be staring at Selby.
Selby is intrigued, perhaps this is the best time for a distraction.

( What target audience? )
        V                                      ( Oh, it’s just crazy talk. )
       Selby                                              V
                                                        TREE
                                                                      (  Nothin’ to it… )
                      ( Yeah, stop talkin’                       V
                        crazy, Selby. )                           GUITAR!
                           V
                       rock
Now…

*PUFFLE*

        ( What in the… )       
              V
          Selby                          (   F  U  C  K !  )
                                                 V     V      V           
                                          Guitar! TREE rock

Let the distraction commence. 
Another test, perhaps, to test?
Once more, in a great burst of… well, you know… it just appeared!
Ready to exist.

(  Hello… Who am I?
What am I doing here?)
          V
      Neenex

With calm resolve, Selby decides to take charge of the situation. 
S/He let’s h/er/is thoughts be known.

(  It’s okay guys…
I got this… )
  V                               ( Better do something... )
  Selby                                         V
                                               TREE
          (MmmM… Yeah…)
                    V                         (  …Looks like trouble…)
                 GuitAr!                         V
                                                      rock

With composure, Selby confronts the creation.

( Hello … Who are you?
What are you doing here?! )
           V
       Selby                (… didn’t I just ask that?)
                                   O     (  I… just sort of… appeared! )  
                                       o      V
                                       Neenex                              
                                   

There’s something pleasantly odd about Neenex. It is certain that s/he will fit in quite perfectly… Almost...
Almost as if s/he were made for this reality.

(  Do you have a name? )
     V
    Selby       
                (  What’s a name? )
                    V
                    Neenex

Selby desperately consults those around h/im/er

( I don’t know what to do… )
       V                                           (  Looks like a Meredith… )
       Selby                                           V
                                                      TREE
                                    (  kill it… )
                                       V
                                   GuITar!
( Just be nice…
     First... )
        V
        rock
                   
Selby returns h/is/er attention to the new entity.

( Tree says you look like a “Meredith”.
And guitar is just weird but rock said I should be nice.
    Soooo…. )
           V
           Selby
                                                    (  What is tree?
                                                          What is rock?
                                                            What is Meredith? 
                                                       My head is splitting. )
                                                            V
                                                     Neenex

It is clear to Selby and h/er/is cohorts that Neenex is having a rough time absorbing h/er/is reality.

(  What the fuck guys? )
              V                                         ( Seems crazy to me… )
            Selby                                         V
                                                          TREE
            (  Yeah, total head case… )
                     V
                    rock                     (  kill it… )
                                                  V
                                            guitAR!

Selby can’t help but feel connected to the new being. 
The head splitting should have been a clue. 
For now, at this moment in the mixed reality of Neenex and Selby, we are witness to empathy.

(  Take it easy… Relax…
     Do you wanna play a mind game or something? )
          V
         Selby
                                                   ( ? )
                                                    O   (  ! )
                                                       o   V
                                                     Neenex


This is where it ends... For now...



And so the series of experiments 1.1A-1.10A is completed.
There is definitely more to be explored. 
Let anticipation fuel desire.

The forthcoming series of experiments 2.1A-2.10A should be tantalizing….

Mmmm… Are your eyeballs still moist?
 
If so,

Read something...


       

Experiment 1.9A

Enjoyed with: Grapes and The Who – Pinball Wizard

It’s amazing what we can do if we try. 
There’s probably a one liner to contradict everything or propagate what is actually nothing.
How often do we act on the words of others?
What process does thought play in our interactions and more.

Alone… but not quite.
Selby has discovered a new relationship. It is conveniently early; s/he has subjugated him/her/self to the role of impromptu prompter. So then, among “friends” s/he enjoys the darker side of reality. 
S/He discusses h/is/er altercation with forced thought.

(  ...It hurt a lot at first. And then, 
     once you guys showed up,                ( No worries, buddy. )
       It got so much easier. )                           V
          V                                                      TREE  
        Selby                                                             ( mMmMMm )
                                                                                  V
                                                                             guitar!

                  (  That’s what we’re                             
                        here for. Selby… )                                             
                                      V
                                   rock   



If Selby didn’t feel comfortable, s/he may be concerned. This would be the correct reaction, we’re told. 
Let’s explore lightly…

( How do you know my name ?
I’m feeling what I think is called anxiety )
                       V
                 Selby                     (  I think you’re actually
                                                     feeling excited…  )
                                                                       V
                                                                   Tree        ( Oh yeah… )
                                                                                     V        
                ( We’re friends…                                    GuItAR!
                        And friends know each
                              other’s names… )               
                           V
                        Rock

The logic is overpowering. Selby succumbs.

( Oh, wow…
      I was getting
    a little worried there… )
                     V
                    Selby   

It seems malicious, creepy; there might be something sadomasochistic about it. We’ll just have to wait and see…

- The length of reality is stretched: equal to a quantum physics lecture. The unfurling is simple to understand. So much so that it sent time flying, quite rapidly in fiction... 
All for the best I suppose seeing as time can’t swim.

Wouldn’t it be great if things got a little more risqué?

   (  Hey, Selby, dude/ette:
        has guitar
introduced itself properly? )
      V                                        ( Oh yeah, You’re going to   
    TREE                                              Love this! )
                                                                    V
            ( mmm, come here,                      rock   
            You look delicious… )
                 V
          guitar!

( Uuuh, why
is guitar! In motion?  )
     V
 Selby

Sometimes things can get strange…
Guitar! Professionally seats itself in Selby’s lap.
S/He encourages h/er/im to stroke its strings. In doing so, an object or two have become textually aroused.

( MmmMmm. That’s right baby,
    Just like that….
oOoOH! You’ve got the touch!  )                 ( I’m feeling
          V                                                        Really awkward… )
      Guitar!                                                            V
                                                                          Selby
( Hey, it’s okay buddy.
    Guitar is just expressing
    Itself through emotion )                ( It’s all good…
        V                                           guitar! know's what its doin'… )
     TREE                                                                       V
                                                                                  rock

Now is the hour of learning. To be precise: it wasn’t entirely about learning; it was more about remembering or recognition…
Before the introduction of Selby there was a random variable or two attached.  
Perhaps we’ll see something like a “talent” appear

-It is after a while...
 S/He has mastered the pleasures of guitar!.
 Both are satisfied, to a certain extent.
 This was perhaps the beginning of guitar!, rock and tree’s evil plans.
 If they had made any that is…
 Or were waiting for them to be made…

We’ll just have to see how things develop...

-On the other side of reality sits Tesuon and Suvaal. They have been observing from their decidedly “safe” distance.
Which equates to: far enough to see, but not close enough to hear.

They discuss action.
They are evolving admirably.
Again:
Remembering more than learning?

( Let’s go see what
       puffle is up to… )        ( Yeah, totally. )
           V                                               V
       Suvaal                                       Tesuon


They have made the short trip and are close enough to see and hear but far enough to be impersonal.

Selby is still highly engaged in the guitar!. Selby is making sounds that are next to pain and pleasure.  Perhaps combined…
It’s unknown yet strange and
creepy to Tesuon and Suvaal.

( Hey, puffle… Are you okay?
    What is that… uh… I think
    The word is sound? )                 ( …sound like,
         V                                                   uhm...
    Suvaal                                   You’re in pain or pleasure?)
                                                               V
                                                        Tesuon

Exhausted by the hypnotic smothering from guitar’s! immense understanding of  textual intercourse. Selby attempts to stop.

The sounds…

The music…

The Feeling

 ( It hurts…
        But I’m okay…
I just need                              ( Mmm… It always hurts
    To stop… for a while )             the first time 
                   V                           But it gets so much better…
                Selby                           Trust me...
                                           After all, what is 
                                       pleasure without pain?)
                                                        V
                                                GUITAR~                       

Selby has finished the seductive self-mutilation. S/He is what can only be described as happy, relieved. S/He returns from another reality it seems.
Guitar! Is satisfied at being able to hurt someone for the first time…
Again…

For a reason, Tesuon and Suvaal make no notice of guitar!
They are freaked out - to be upfront about it.
So they decide to move away, into the increased distance.

It seems that without full understanding
they were thrust into a fountain of fear.

And so:
Leaving without speaking: Their minds lacerated by the melody, the music.
It should be obvious that Tesuon and Suvaal are perplexed by their recognition of sound and all it’s complexities.

They will most probably stay in silence for a long while.
 All so that they can contemplate their ever changing existence…
And more…
  
 As for Selby, s/he is suitably pleased.

(  Wow… You know,
       that was pretty great, actually. )     
                            V                            
                         Selby               ( Oh,
                                                    it’s always good when     
                                                  Guitar! is involved )
                                                           V
                                                       TREE
                   ( Yeah, absolutely. )
                               V
                             rock
                                                 ( I always enjoy virgins…
                                                   It’s probably because 
                                                    they try their best.
                                            …But with you, I was impressed.
                                                Maybe, just change your genre 
                                                             and go for longer...)
                                                       V
                                                  guitar!

Nothing more to it… Satisfaction has silenced the mind. Selby and h/is/er “friends” enjoy the peace and harmony.

( If it wasn’t for you guys.
    I’m pretty sure I’d be crazy right now… )
             V
           Selby                                    ( Ah, thanks guy. )   
                                                                 V
                                                           TREE
                (  It’s a pleasure… )
                        V
                    guitar                       ( Friends forever! )
                                                         V
                                                      rock

Without making a prejudgment, Selby leaps into the air and makes a sound of joy.

Something that is good to understand.

Perhaps the most interesting thing to come out of this experiment is the examples of appreciation that Selby inherently feels and expresses.

Quite oddly…
Stupefying!   

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Here we go

Experiment 1.7A

Enjoyed with: Cinnamon tea and Led Zeppelin – How Many More Times

Befriend before you offend.
A Natural law of the universe is one that is constantly 
trying to be broken.

A mild disagreement has brought Tesuon and Suvaal together. Funny enough… They are attempting, it seems, to assert themselves. 
They have been embroiled in a heated argument for quite a stretch of reality.

Suddenly, with few thoughts to fight with,
they reduce themselves to  ill-referenced words.
A small gift of sorts.

(  Why are you being
such an asshole about it?
  I was here before you,
  so I decide  what to do with it! )
         V
Tesuon

    ( Don’t be such a dick.
        We should decide together! )
           V
    Suvaal

Now what?

(  You’re a an asshole! )
    V
  Tesuon

    (  You’re a dick! )
        V
        Suvaal

Luckily, Selby is nearby. S/He is a being of another design, instantly aware of everything. It is currently nauseated with knowledge and understanding. Carelessly made for the sake of some unknown reason yet to be fabricated.

There is no doubt that s/he is endowed with a great, big hunk of smoldering, you guessed it: knowledge and understanding.

After a while of observation,
Selby moves in to imply its existence.


( Awareness!
    I think therefore I am. )
      O
         o (  Hey, just chillax… Why are you two getting so loud? )
                V
             Selby

Ignorant or naïve or both: Suvaal and Tesuon enjoy a new emotion next to rage.

( Because s/he’s an asshole! )
          V
        Tesuon
   
           ( And s/he’s being a dick! )
                V
            Suvaal

( My head hurts from all this understanding! )
    O
       o
    Selby

And now a defining moment in Selby’s forced acceptance of self-awareness. The honesty is brutal… So much so that it should be funny.

(  …Stop fucking around. I’ve got a headache. )
       V
      Selby

(  ?  !  .  . )         ( ?  .  .  . )                                         
  O                       O
 o                           o   
Tesudon         Suvaal

The manner in which the three handle this interaction is…
interesting, if not admirable.
Selby is clearly more than Tesuon or Suvaal in terms of something or another (You know what I mean).

Yet his existential experience has just begun.

(  Asshole! )    ( Dick! )
        V                V
     Tesuon    Suvaal

(  I don’t think they even know
      what those words mean. )
        O
           o
        Selby

Tired from such a sudden impact of realization, Selby meander’s off and stumbles along battling with just being, if you wish.
The first impression of Tesuon and Suvaal is forged into h/er/is fresh and fertile mind.
It was an interesting encounter;
I’m sure that Selby will think so too.

So s/he moves off, determined to rest h/er/is rattled mind and gain a clearer consciousness. S/He is quite befuddled, for lack of a seriously funny word.

This is how things are. Allow simmering…

Hmmmm.... It appears reality is expanding...

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What is going on?

Experiment 1.6A

Enjoyed with: A cigarette... and Digitalism – Anything New

 All that can be good is good. And all that can be bad has not yet been decided. This is the current predicament that Suvaal and Tesuon are in. They are relatively lost. All the while attempting to understand and develop in frightfully fictional ways.

To stimulate development new entities have been added. This is done to observe the bond between Tesuon and Suvaal, to understand how powerful their relationship has become. And so they are given some newly recognized items, the two converse and construct conclusions.

As it is: Suvaal stumbled upon them one day whilst meditating on the meaning of being meaningless.

( So then I found these things.
   I didn’t quite know what to call them )                             GUITAR!
                  V                                                              TREE
            Suvaal                                                                 ROCK
                                                                                        

Tesuon examines the occurrence and desperately oversteps his current mental capacity.

( I, I need to know. )
    V
Tesuon                                                     GUiTAR!
                                                     TREE
    (It’s okay…)                                     ROCK
        V
        Suvaal


Suvaal starts the never-ending tumble into understanding h/er/is reality.
Yes, s/he has gotten smarter…
 But for how much longer and to what extent?

( Everthing we need to know is right there.
        It’s obvious and simple. I’m sure it’s within
The realm of reason and reality. )
             V                                                                     GuITAR!       
        Suvaal                                                            TREE
                                                                                           ROCK

The new arrivals are but a small part of their path to greater understanding. Things are quite surreal at this moment. So much so that the answers are constantly changing. 

It's just a pity they can't grasp and understand the meaning of words.

The two beings move closer and whisper, unsure and uncomfortable, about their understanding. Their dialogue is intense.



( I can see the answer… I think I know.... )
      V                                                                            guiTAR!
    Tesuon               
                                                                                 TREE
    (  Don’t read too much into it. )                                      rock
             V
           Suvaal

Incredible. The quiet moment, framed by a memory; seconds that move like minutes accompany a shared silence. They are both aware of an equally remembered and easily remedied vulnerability.

Tesuon has already claimed his illiteracy. Funny if not interesting, that h/is/er existence is almost entirely dependant on that one flaw.
 Irony is a bad word.

( Sorry, I forgot. )
      V
     Suvaal

    ( Uhm… Uh, It’s okay. I’m sure
                 I’ll be able to read sometime. )
          V
        Tesuon

The rapport. Amazing how easily they have fallen into it…

    ( I think that you can read.
       You just don’t know it yet. )
         V
     Suvaal   

             (  Thanks.
                  I can’t help but believe
                     you’re right… I just… )   
                         V
                    Tesuon

No thoughts for his words. So then: no words from his thoughts. Tesuon and Suvaal are both struggling to cope. 

And now, the introduction of a volatile element: Let us call it Selby.

- In the middle of an intimate moment between Suvaal and Tesuon.
… The appropriate time required for this to work.


( I mean, I was just going to say
     that it doesn’t mean you’re stupid )
        V
     Suvaal

        ( ? )
            O
           o
         Tesuon

( It’s just that you’re not as smart as me… )
        V
     Suvaal


Suddenly, in a great burst of text, er-uh... smoke and a timid attempt at flash and bang.
It appears…

                *PUFFLE*

(  What in the… ? )       
       V
Tesuon
                              ( Fuck…! )
                                   V
                            Suvaal

And so it is… Two can become three. Selby is born with a suitable amount of knowledge and understanding. Included in this package is the ability to think more robustly and a self-awareness that might be irrational. 

Without a doubt s/he is the most intelligent (depending on how you spread your butter) creation to date.

       (  I AM AWARE! )
               V
             Selby
   
(  !?!?!?!?! )     (  …Not enough words… )
     V                      O
Tesuon                      o   
                             Suvaal
           
Two self-aware entities are forced to come to terms with a new being. 
This is the first time Tesuon and Suvaal have witnessed firsthand the birth of an idea, a thing of potential beauty – depending on how it all goes.



It might be believed that we've learned something about the bonding experience. 
More on this later...

Let’s hope it doesn’t conclude too quickly.

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Time for something that could be related

Experiment 1.4A - it was just lying around, begging to be used.

Enjoyed with: A cookie, tea and The Violent Femmes - Prove my Love

When getting to know someone, it’s important to express emotion. It’s the first step in physically connecting. There’s probably a song or book about it. This has something to do with nothing.

Meaningless talk, known to some as waffling, can be quite agitating. Tesuon has been experiencing an excess of words, much to the dismay of his equally unequal counterpart.

( You’re quite irritating… )
       V
Suvaal

    ( Stop flirting with me. )
        V
    Tesuon

As always, flavour can be amplified through contrast. Which is why certain ingredients are often required when trying to create something uh… interesting?: In this case, a sprinkling of mild understanding and awareness.

( What makes you think I’m flirting with you? )
    V
 Suvaal

    ( ... )
        O
           o
    Tesuon

A second of silence: Perhaps a frame of five.

( … )
   V
Tesuon

    (  ? )
       O
          o
    Suvaal

And finally, the long awaited reply. Honestly simple and starved of wisdom.

( You’re talking to me… )
    V
Tesuon

Again, the silent process that always accompanies the acquisition of knowledge, or the refutation thereof(It works). Perhaps it could be said that s/he is dumbstruck?

( … )
  V
Suvaal

With nothing else for it, Suvaal approaches Tesuon and physically assaults h/er/im.
An imaginary hand on a conceptualized face…






The resounding slap creates an element of fact in this fiction.

Splendorous spontaneity.


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There’s supposed to be something else here.

Experiment 1.2A

Enjoyed with: a lollypop and The Rolling Stones - Fingerprint file

A place and what might be called people has been conceived.
Let the universe unravel.

After a while, not long after the beginning, two undefined entities begin exploring themselves. And in all relationships, with the correct amount of manipulation, we can discover something interesting.

( So… Tell me about these “most people” )
          V   
Tesuon

        (I don’t even know your name and already
            you think I’m cheating on you. )
            V
     Suvaal

Indignation leaks from the interaction.

( I didn’t say that. )
         V
Tesuon

    ( Yes… You did )
         V
    Suvaal

A moment of thought for the thoughtless.
The conversation continues:

( How so? )
   V
Tesuon
   
    ( You asked me about those “most people” in quotation marks. )
              V
     Suvaal

Contemplation... Suvaal has obviously been forced to be slightly more intelligent than Tesuon.

( And? )
   V
Tesuon

      (That implies that you’re jealous. )
            V
    Suvaal

( Jealous of what? )
    V
Tesuon





A pause the length it takes to inhale, longer, for effect:

    ( Me… )
            V
    Suvaal

Here it comes…

( That’s not funny )
     V
Tesuon

The world as they know it is expanding. Their understanding of reality, language and each other is developing.  It should be noted: we’re playing with more than just words.

And so an element of anti-humour is poorly employed; for now it is a minimum wage concept.

It is a theme for things to come.
Is this right?

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Extension of intention: