free reverie

?: Hi, to be or not to be? I urgently need an answer…

!: to be? to not be? i am. you are. silly to ask a questions when the answer was revealed in the asking of the question. better question: if you are, who are you?

?: Haha, many thanks, that was genuinely profound indeed:)…Fortunately I absolutely have no idea who I am, so there’s still at least one mystery left. And what did you dream last Thursday by the way?

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?: Ah, greetings from an extremely vague acquaintance of yours
!: yes hello
?: “no hello” would have been even more brilliant move:)
?: so how is your majesty? any recent triumphs and insights?
!: hmmm
!: there is a fine line between spiritual transcendence and chemical dependence
!: do i know you in the real world?
?: the relevant question, dear child of mine, is, do you know what real world is?:)
?: or even better – does the real world know you
!: no to both i suppose
!: but certainty is absurd
?: but you can share about your chemical dependences too if you really insist, don’t be shy
!: oh i wasn’t making the statement about myself
!: i’m nowhere close to either, i’m afraid
?: yes, that was the only right answer indeed
?: yes, but you are  a fresh mind,  a wandering spirits, etc, etc
!: how do you know
?: come on, it’s quite obvious that you are not completely hopeless case
!: i am an optimist
?: and you’ve read a couple of decent books besides…what more could one want?
?: being a hopeless case has nothing to do with optimism, I’m afraid…
!: books are everything
!: do you ask everybody to be or not to be?
?: everybody? please…I’m polling only the elite on the essense of existence
?: do you dare have any doubts about it?
!: nah you seem pretentious enough
?: our humble persona pretentious? but that would be the ultimate scandal, dear child of mine
!: everybody loves a good scandal
?: indeed. and that is precisely what makes love so delusional
?: so where did we stop with the history of your existence?
?: did we hear about your seven favorite early childhood  traumas?
!: they corresponded to the seven deadly sins
!: one time i puked at my own birthday party from eating too much cake
!: gluttony
!: hit my brother in the head with a fireplace poker
!: wrath
!: the rest are all repressed
!: very very deep
!: i wish i could remember so i could tell you
!: but the smart part of my brain won’t let me
?: sounds unbearably ritualistic
?: so  what’s the point of pretending to be two year younger than everyone?
!: well im not pretending
?: well, pretend that you are pretending for a while
? : put yourself in the shoes of a pretender…

?: you might turn into an academic type someday, watch out

!: its not the plan really

?: so there is a plan? that’s deplorable

!: i hope to be a journalist
?: haha, now that is truthfully obscene
!: such allegations!
?: but good, you never cease to surprise me…
!: deplorable, obscene….
?: well, these are most ethereal compliment of postmodern flavor, of course
?: I see, you want to become a mildly philosophising journalist
?: trying to remain moderately innocent while squeezed between the wheels of power
?: enticing the elusive  Good and relatively restrained at the same time
!: i at least have to try
!: maybe ill give up and retreat to the ivory tower
!: or become a dance gypsy nomad
!: everything is possible!
?: the last seems to be the most reasonable option
?: most suitable to you delicate sensitivities
!: its definitely what im best at
!: but now i have to go play with the monsters in dream land
?: have you tried drawing them? or drowning them?