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dear_mun2013-02-17 01:05 am
me_to_play) wrote in dear_mun2013-02-17 01:05 am
somewhere, samuel beckett is crying. (canon is endgame. character is hamm. deal.)
You.
You are... absence. It seems to me I have always lived in absence. It seems to me I have always lived in the dark.
Where have you brought me?
No matter. Here is as any other place may be. Or may not be.
But tell me. What is there to see?
What is the weather like?
We are having a good time of it. Are we not?
...
I SAID, 'ARE WE NOT?'
Ah, but why should I believe that you exist? It may be you are the figment of my imagination, the substitute I set in place of God almighty, the consciousness through which I thought that I might claim salvation. What fools us mortals be!
I.
Me.
Where is my dog?
Is it time yet for sleep?
The day is very long.
You are... absence. It seems to me I have always lived in absence. It seems to me I have always lived in the dark.
Where have you brought me?
No matter. Here is as any other place may be. Or may not be.
But tell me. What is there to see?
What is the weather like?
We are having a good time of it. Are we not?
...
I SAID, 'ARE WE NOT?'
Ah, but why should I believe that you exist? It may be you are the figment of my imagination, the substitute I set in place of God almighty, the consciousness through which I thought that I might claim salvation. What fools us mortals be!
I.
Me.
Where is my dog?
Is it time yet for sleep?
The day is very long.
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