There was a scary guy. He was just standing there. I had no idea what to do. I started moving in waves. The government was watching. It was all orchestrated. Nobody knew how to respond. This was your fault. Everyone was watching. Certain people needed to be killed.
Nobody was willing to justify this. We put it past the committee. We talked to the council. Everybody was the same. It was always the same conclusion. Nothing was real. Bollocks. I say that now. Bollocks. Who are they to say what's real or un-not real, which is also unreal?
Chapter two, at the end of thе day. It's like a petting zoo in herе, when you start to make sense of it. Yet, there's always someone just outside the class watching us orchestrate our plans. Making sure that nothing bad can happen to the good little guy who gets all the ideas. We keep him down in the dome. Don't you see he wants to be in there? (Likes to be down there!)
What is this all about really? (What are you projecting?) You say you're trying to save somebody, but who? (Hmm, right. Yeah, we believe that.) I don't think you're trying to save anyone. Frankly, I think this is all just a publicity stunt. I think you're seriously demented. But that's okay, because I'm gonna save you. (I'm gonna make it better for you. I wish you'd believe me.)
Did you notice that while we were having our conversation, that I took the gun in both of your holsters? (Hehehehe!) Funny isn't it? How time flies.
How do I unload this thing?
Look, you need to give me what I want. (Just hand it over. Come on.) Which is a piece of your time. A penny for your thoughts. That sort of thing. (You ever heard the fucking expression uhh... penny for your thoughts?)
Stand up. Look, I could tell that... You're under a spell or things didn't go so well. Listen, it doesn't matter to me. (I don't care.) I just want to make sure that you can be who you want to be. (Should be who you want to be in front of me!) I ain't calling you a Barbie girl, but you sure ain't so shwirly- sure's- surely- p- temple. (Yeah.)
Look, I'm not even trying to waste your time. I'll cut right to the chase. Do you want two slaps on the back? (Whoo'psh, whoo'psh) Or three? (Whoo'psh, whoo'psh, whoo'psh) And am I gonna have to give it to you hard? (Uh.) Or soft? (Ah.) You can decide, I'm not gonna control you, I have no place controlling you. See, I'm just doing my job, basically. And when you do your job, sometimes you have to make difficult decisions.
Uh, let me explain. In 1997, I was awarded the Service Award of Maximum City Architecture. (I did it for 'em) I allowed every experience to pass. I held no regrets. I made no eye contact, and I didn't save any phone numbers. "Why", you may ask? "Sounds particularly self-destructive", but it's not. (Oh it might) I can assure you it's not because, you see... Certain people are forced to make one of two decisions.
Decision number one: Seriously doing harm to others. And I hate this decision. Frankly, it's so passé, it has that redundant stench to it (pedestrian) of the hauntology of the spectre of capitalism. (And what have you, and the theories as the praxis... Oh my god.) Here we go. Uh... the spectre of... no. Wait. Just one second... (Ugh... Come on, hurry up! You always do this!) Okay... okay, it says here that... money is the spectre of time. (Oh my God.) Wait, that doesn't make sense. (Dude, we know money is the spectre of time.) Hold on. (We were literally just talking about this last week. Right? It's like, why the fuck? Why even have these conversations? Like, every single fu-) Oh okay, look. It says right here in the big book, the golden book: You gotta to do this to other people, or else no one's gonna take you serious... (*gasp* Oh...!) So what are you waiting for? (That's the truth that penetrates. I shoulda listened! That's why [?]) That's why I'm frustrated. Can't you see that's why I just don't understand... why we can't all just get along? At some point certain things just start to happen, you know. We can all agree on this. (We all start agreeing on this.)
Let- lemme put the book away. I wanna cut straight to the point. Things haven't been going so well in Nicaragua. (What?) I know, I know. You placed me in charge of Nicaragua. (I did!) But I started feeding... the locals... LSD. (Oh! Oh, I heard that! What did you say?! I heard that! He said LSD.) Look. I thought it would help. I- that's the funny thing, I thought it would help. (Yup! You're getting punished.) But they... They, you know, their decisions... (Yea! We're gonna punish you.) Look, can you help me out? (Yup! Yup! We're throwing you- no.) I'm in the law of the future. (Yup! Yup! We're gonna throw you in jail. No! We're throwing you in jail. Yeah.) And I need someone to save me. (No. Uh huh.) Will you be... will you be my savior in this instance? [?] (What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us? What's in it for us?)
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(We are fucking clapping because everything is happening now that we have had this conversation and everything is going to be good for us from now on because everything was this way from now on because we had to be this way. Anyways, the fact that we had to be this way is actually just evidence of the fact that we have to be this way.)
Help me!
