“T-t-that's all folks!”
The Grim Reaper* #quote
Today I watched the new Jurassic series movie. We didn't watch it
theaters so we got it on DVD. The movie would have turned out a lot
more different if I ran the park. If dinosaurs broke out in my
Jurassic World then I'd have a big red panic button that would deploy
an angry army of Rambos. They would always be ready to be deployed.
And tanks. Lots and lots of tanks.
Spareless
A young boy
named James once broke his glasses. And by coincidence right soon
after he broke his spares. His mother lectured along with his father
on being clumsy. They both had their own styles of lecturing. The
mother had a you could have done differently style while the
father had a you should have done differently style. The
mother's tone was harsher than the father's.
James's vision
was some of the worst on the scale from awful to horrible. He could
walk across the room at least. Objects were objects and he could pick
them up. But everything had an intense blur. At this time the things
in his imagination had become more real than reality. In his
imagination there was no blurriness.
So that's what
he did. It took them quite awhile to repair his glasses. But in the
meantime as he walked through life he replaced everything with an
imagined copy. He knew what his dog looked like. So when the panting
blur approached him he imagined what it really looked like in its
place. Same place with his parents, the car, the house, dinner, his
friends and everything. His used his imagination to define everything
back to reality as his glasses showed him.
When his glasses were finally repaired though he was surprised.
Things were not quite as perfectly aligned to as he had repaired the
blurs to be when he didn't have his glasses. He now knew the little
slip of distortion between imagination, memory and reality.
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