Nievrtnschal/008
From Create Your Own Story
you refuse to pay him any mind. you hate chopping up mind, anyway. what a waste of universal synapse. if you're really in pain you might even get to use it some day. at the same time you think to yourself whether it would hurt to have praise manifest as an interrogation
"right" you cough. "i want the tricks right away".
"what do you mean?" the old man is flabberghasted
"i'm just asking", you peer into the abyss that is an old cuneiform-shaped mind, "what tricks you use to point out orion to people in daylight"
he spits in your face, peppered with other expletives. "act your age! don't go looking into these mythical re-orderings yet!"
you're 56. maybe he means you have to wait until you're really old. in any case, you've let another one go.
you tire of the park.
