Phrembah (a potato-like mystery) (phrembah) wrote,
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)

Deadly brain fart build up:

I probably let it go too long, but, hey, that's me.  I let things go too long.  That's what I do.

. . .

Molly and Buster sort of live behind the glass.  Like in a museum; you can look but you can't touch.  They're real enough, I guess, but the only way to communicate with them is to (figuratively) hold a scribble pad up to the window.  They do their jobs very well indeed, but you don't get close to them.  There's no "close to them" to get.  I think it must have to do with them being twins.  They're weird twins, too.  Technically they're fraternal twins because Buster's a he and Molly's a she.  The unusual thing, I think, is that that is pretty much the only difference between them, big difference though it may be.  Their coloring is identical; their faces are are identical; their hair is identical.  Buster's voice is more masculine than Molly's, but still very similar to hers.  They can mimic each other's voices flawlessly if they want to.

. . .

I could have been as godly as you had proper operation not bored me to tears.  I could only get so far down that road of absolute obedience, of total compliance before I would fall into a fitful sleep due to lack of stimulation and then wake up thrashing about and knocking things over.  I wanted to be a nowhere man, honest I did; I could just never manage it for more than about a day and a half.  I'll not be remembered as a godly man, not at this point.  Shall I weep?  Or watch the rest of this movie?  First I gotta pee . . .
Tags: brain fart, dream transcription
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