Tenacious

_ I am part and parcel of a life in which dimension is limitless.

_ Stand straight, or be made to stand straight... I understand. My condolences. It's as though you've, through no fault of your own, had to learn to love bus exhaust.

_ I very rarely visit the same port more than once.

_ I, myself, have also been thrown out of a few places 'open to the public'. How it shivered my timbers; how it made me feel sullied... Don't come back! And then the door slams... Limitless...

_ That is not even close; but you go ahead and have your chuckle. I'm happy to be the occasion for your joy.

_ I guess I feel constrained by your 'limitless dimension'. You remind me of a person who puts nine nails in a board when three will do.

_ Three dimensions; four, with the inclusion of time. That's a pretty small crate for this dog. Have you not heard? Zero is the new 'One', Sumerians notwithstanding.

_ Hmmm...

_ Ohh! I've stirred the dust rising from the trenches in the deep blue sea... Skyward it floats... I see...

_ There's a lot of uncalled for laughter amongst the rabble in here today. Have they not received the memo?

_ The memo?

_ The memento left by those gone before.

_ Apparently not. They've thought things through, mind you, yet haven't so much as conceived of, no less installed, even the most basic of infrastructures: that of conveying that most basic of conveyances... a memo. As a result there are no means in place for the memo to get from 'here' to 'there'; as a result they laugh in uncalled for fashion. What is the message contained within 'the memo'?

_ You, too, must die.

_ That's pretty limiting. Howsaboy?

_ What?

_ Living?... Dying?... Howsaboy?

_ Yes. And yes. I'm intent on freeing myself from the grasp of the extra nails; I may have to leave some chunks behind.

_ At least you're busy. Imagined creatures living imagined lives... at least you're busy.

_ If you say so. Chai?

_ You see? I told you... I won't lead you astray... Not me... Indeed!.... Of course.... Is anyone sitting here? I would think so.... I sense the harijans are gathering in the damper sections of my mind. I must turn on the humidifier. The harijans... To move confidently through a library you're visiting for the first, and only, time. You see?

_ Chai?

_ Your free refill.

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... Nothing much has changed: Whomever has access to the best rocks - rocks under which we're all going to be crawling - shall be fondly remembered.

... Grasping, gasping... now what?

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