ArtemisStrong
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Loaded down with sixteen sucking stones, the bizarre lurching and sudden halting that was my style of travel seemed more pronounced.
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| I remember saying, Maybe I should just toss all these stones away and thereby make my progress a little less anxious, no that's not the right word. | |
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Not that I said those exact words. What I said was probably a string of indecipherable mumbles. But my ears heard the words like this:
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| Maybe I should just toss all these stones away and thereby, etc. | |
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No, that's not right either. I never said any such words, out loud or internally. Everything I say is false, as a way for me to ignore those things that would help me right now.
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| But at least I need not, when the time comes (soon?) to make a record of my posessions, I may leave out a description of the sucking stones, save listing "Stones, 16, used for sucking." | |
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| What is that infernal SMELL? | |
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| I'm sorry, sir, perhaps it is me. Have you by chance seen an umbrella lying around? It would have been a stout umbrella, suitable for walking purposes, that you would have seen if indeed you did. | |
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| Umbrella or no, by the looks of you I should say, "Halt where you are! Let me see your papers!" Or something to that effect. Maybe I'd mention credentials, too. | |
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| Well, now that you have mentioned all that (to a great misappropriation of time, in my opinion) have you not seen the umbrella in question? | |
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He read my instructions from what appeared to be written on the inside of an old tin of Black & White Pluko Hair Dressing.
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| Stinky Gnome. Home. Instanter. | |
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| My leg feels no worse today. No better does it feel. It's maintaining. Should I ask him if this was considered in my assignment instructions? | |
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| What was all that business with the homeless gnome about? | |
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| He said he was lost. I told him we were lost, too, so really, we could be of no help whatsoever. | |
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| But we're not lost. We're out on our usual Sunday stroll through the woods near our upscale cabin, completely furnished, wood interior, three screened porches. 1.33 acre wooded lot w/mountain view. | |
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| Ohhhh... I was thinking "lost" as in "directionless, without a clear sense of self". Do you think he meant "lost" as in "don't know where the fuck one is"? | |
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| Dear me. And he was bleeding so profusely from his arm, I'm sure the bobcats will be attracted. On the other hand, that strong scent of urine and decay may nauseate them. | |
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| You're saying I'm responsible for more senseless death? So do I have to put a quarter in the "Misanthropy" Jar or the "Leading Innocents To Their Demise" Jar? | |
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| Did you pack plenty of fresh water and salty foods for this days-long excursion into the arid wilderness of Arizona that we are embarking on at this very moment? | |
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| Are you suggesting that Seagram's Triple-Distilled Vodka and Marshmallow Peeps wont sustain our epic march into the heart of Nature's badlands? | |
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| No, I'm suggesting that a death of hunger and thirst is not the way I want to go about all this getting-in-touch with Gaia thing we're doing. | |
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| Yes. I think our quest should be for comped drinks at a slimy North Vegas casino and a commiseration with down-trodden street vamps. | |
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| Throw in a drug-fueled night of mindless vandalism and you've got yourself a deal. | |
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--- Ham-fisted ham fisting.
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