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