Post by corvus on Jul 2, 2013 17:59:15 GMT -5
Daniel sat, waiting on the 3rd bench from the left, in their agreed meeting point. His hood- was down, and he let the warmth of the summer sun caress him.
He was waiting for his biggest paying client yet, apparently for a mass excorcism. The client was unanimous, and the only identification was I'm a- that was when his phone died.
Idiot.
'Yes you are.'
Him. You haven't met him yet, have you? Say hello to the part of my subconscious that is still human. The part that hates me. Listen, me, I was insulting myself, not you. 'ah, but I am you, and you, me. So you insulted me, by insulting yourself.' Then you agreed to you being an idiot. 'No, I agreed to you being an idiot.' Thus calling yourself an idiot. Now, who's the superior? '..You are' Yes, I, as in me, the one in control of our body, am. Not you, you imbecilic little me! 'Jeez, no need to shout.'
And so, he sat on the bench, talking with himself, waiting for the opportunity of a life time to walk up to him.
He was waiting for his biggest paying client yet, apparently for a mass excorcism. The client was unanimous, and the only identification was I'm a- that was when his phone died.
Idiot.
'Yes you are.'
Him. You haven't met him yet, have you? Say hello to the part of my subconscious that is still human. The part that hates me. Listen, me, I was insulting myself, not you. 'ah, but I am you, and you, me. So you insulted me, by insulting yourself.' Then you agreed to you being an idiot. 'No, I agreed to you being an idiot.' Thus calling yourself an idiot. Now, who's the superior? '..You are' Yes, I, as in me, the one in control of our body, am. Not you, you imbecilic little me! 'Jeez, no need to shout.'
And so, he sat on the bench, talking with himself, waiting for the opportunity of a life time to walk up to him.