white hatter
Friday, October 01, 2004
 
Determined

'Its been done before.'
'What are you talking about?'
'This. Right here. Its been done before.'
'I don't see.'
'No you don't. Of course you don't. But I do. Now. I've seen the future. And its been done before.'
'What do you mean?'
'You don't want to know.'
'I don't? I do. Of course I do.'
'You don't. Its terrible.'
'Tell me.'
'You'll hate me'
'Just tell me.'
'You'll hate me. Because its not unique. We're not unique. None of it is.'
'What is it then?'
'Its recursive.'
'Recursive?'
'Again and again.'
'Recursive?'
'Yes. As I said, its not one. Its many. Its infinite. Its all infinite.'
'But aren't we changing it right now?'
'That's what makes it so awful.'
'Awful? But right now we're changing it. So it hasn't. It can't be. Don't you see. Now we're changing it and it hasn't been before.'
'But that's what's wrong. That's what I'm saying. That's what makes it so awful. We aren't. We can't. It can't be changed.'

And then he got it, and he looked for a moment like he would faint, and he braced himself on the bus stop bench and slowly sat down. When he began to cry a few minutes later, I cried with him. Again.

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