Thank God you've finally decided to take my advice and write something short and sweet!
- Actually, I'm not taking your advice.
No? You mean you're gonna write something long and boring as usual.
- Nope. I'm taking Migran's advice.
Who the hell's Migraine?
- Not Migraine... Migran. You don't know 'im.
Well, to be honest, what does it matter whose advice you are taking as long as you don't try our patience as you're wont to do.
- "Wont to do"! Elegantly spoken.
Thank you.
- So here we go... I'm gunna take you on a cosmic journey.
A what?
- You heard me, a cosmic journey.
I'm not sure I like the sound of that...
- No, I don'expect you do... but I'm takin you anyway.
Wait a second - I think I'll be the judge of whether or not I...
- Oh can it Sedgewick. I'm invoking writer's prerogative.
You can't do that...
- Wanna bet.
You wouldn't dare.
- Just did. So relax - you can't leave until I'm finished. The doors are barred and bolted and off we go.
I protest. I... [muffled sounds fade away]
- Short and sweet - a journey through the infinite. Beloved one and all - welcome to the one that is I Am. Relax. Breathe deeply. Feel your whole being, your whole body and mind and soul coming into oneness - the oneness of ease and grace and flow awareness. Nothing, no thing stands between you and this moment, and this moment is filled with wonder and delight and magical realisation - realisation that you...
Yeah? You what?
- You heard.
No I didn't. Honest I didn't.
- You did. I saw you - I was there. You heard everything - and then I saw you levitating, and then you became a ball of golden light - pure energy, and you flew off into space. The only thing you forgot to do was to remind yourself to remember everything at the end...
Ah come off it Brad. You can't seriously expect me to believe that I've just been flying around the cosmos as a ball of golden light. What time is it anyway?
- Time?
Yeah. Go on. Tell me.
- It's tomorrow.
No way.
- You were gone 24 hours to the minute.
Oh come on.
- So now all you've gotta do is learn to remember the wonders of intergalactic flight - all of which are recorded within your own so-called memory.
Er, what do you mean "so-called"? Either it's memory or it isn't.
- Not if you don't remember it it ain't.
Fair enough. So how do I retrieve it then?
- You've gotta be worthy.
Oh pull the other one.
- I mean it.
No you don'.
- Yea I do. You're not gunna remember anythin' till you're worthy to - so you've gotta stop blocking it all out with your current set of blinkers.
Blinkers? I don'ave blinkers.
- In which case you'll be able to remember the delights of intergalactic flight.
Not if I didn't go anywhere. You were just making it all up I reckon.
- Yep, except I wasn't. You were gone 24 hours and...
And what?
- And nothing. Short and sweet, like I said.
But I wanna know more...
- Actually, I'm not taking your advice.
No? You mean you're gonna write something long and boring as usual.
- Nope. I'm taking Migran's advice.
Who the hell's Migraine?
- Not Migraine... Migran. You don't know 'im.
Well, to be honest, what does it matter whose advice you are taking as long as you don't try our patience as you're wont to do.
- "Wont to do"! Elegantly spoken.
Thank you.
- So here we go... I'm gunna take you on a cosmic journey.
A what?
- You heard me, a cosmic journey.
I'm not sure I like the sound of that...
- No, I don'expect you do... but I'm takin you anyway.
Wait a second - I think I'll be the judge of whether or not I...
- Oh can it Sedgewick. I'm invoking writer's prerogative.
You can't do that...
- Wanna bet.
You wouldn't dare.
- Just did. So relax - you can't leave until I'm finished. The doors are barred and bolted and off we go.
I protest. I... [muffled sounds fade away]
- Short and sweet - a journey through the infinite. Beloved one and all - welcome to the one that is I Am. Relax. Breathe deeply. Feel your whole being, your whole body and mind and soul coming into oneness - the oneness of ease and grace and flow awareness. Nothing, no thing stands between you and this moment, and this moment is filled with wonder and delight and magical realisation - realisation that you...
Yeah? You what?
- You heard.
No I didn't. Honest I didn't.
- You did. I saw you - I was there. You heard everything - and then I saw you levitating, and then you became a ball of golden light - pure energy, and you flew off into space. The only thing you forgot to do was to remind yourself to remember everything at the end...
Ah come off it Brad. You can't seriously expect me to believe that I've just been flying around the cosmos as a ball of golden light. What time is it anyway?
- Time?
Yeah. Go on. Tell me.
- It's tomorrow.
No way.
- You were gone 24 hours to the minute.
Oh come on.
- So now all you've gotta do is learn to remember the wonders of intergalactic flight - all of which are recorded within your own so-called memory.
Er, what do you mean "so-called"? Either it's memory or it isn't.
- Not if you don't remember it it ain't.
Fair enough. So how do I retrieve it then?
- You've gotta be worthy.
Oh pull the other one.
- I mean it.
No you don'.
- Yea I do. You're not gunna remember anythin' till you're worthy to - so you've gotta stop blocking it all out with your current set of blinkers.
Blinkers? I don'ave blinkers.
- In which case you'll be able to remember the delights of intergalactic flight.
Not if I didn't go anywhere. You were just making it all up I reckon.
- Yep, except I wasn't. You were gone 24 hours and...
And what?
- And nothing. Short and sweet, like I said.
But I wanna know more...
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