I’m in Copenhagen, it’s nearly noon, and it’s like totally DARK!!! HELP!!!
Goodbye, 2018, and thank you for everything. You were quite beautiful – may you rest in peace!
Alice (of Wonders)
Caitlin is sad. She wants to be human, but when she says what she thinks people don’t want her around. But if she doesn’t, what’s the point of talking? She thinks that humans talk mainly to make other humans like them. And to check that what they say is what others like to hear. To become better at thinking the ways others want them to. Which ends up being more or less what they think themselves. So humans try to think the way and like the things all the others do, because that way everyone likes them. They have even invented gadgets and a huge network to make it easier to make sure that what they think is what others like them to. So that they can quickly erase any erroneous thoughts from their mind.
This makes Caitlin very sad. Because who decides which are the right things to think in the first place? But she knows that’s one of the wrong things to ask. On second thoughts, maybe she doesn’t want to be human after all. She is tired of trying so hard all the time.
Alice comforts her, tells her that she understands. And that humans have probably just forgotten what they are. Or maybe more like, what they aren’t, she says.Caitlin smiles and takes her hand. It is warm, and slightly moist, like she has just come out of a hot bath.
(Aubrey and Janet in the mists of time)
Janet: – Hey! I think I like being human!
Aubrey: – Really?
Janet: – Yeah, I mean, I look, like, really good, don’t I?
Aubrey: – Really?
Alice (from behind the camera): – Shhh! You’re both going to look really stupid with your mouths open!
J & A together: – REALLY?
Laugh breakdown for several minutes. In the end we did manage to be serious for long enough to take the picture. I’m not sure why, actually. We can’t take it with us anyway. Perfect timing, though, quite literally: I got it just as time began collapsing at the edges.
Alice (of wonders)
Reality is a framework of time laid out over what isn’t. Then this framework is decorated over and over again with concepts and words.
Aubrey D Goldcase