Mr. Freeman, part 40
Look closer, but don’t blink your eyes because you will lose your favorite 25th frame. There is it! Again I appear through the invisible door in the dim light of your consciousness. Let me invite you to the dance. Waltz, please.
We are dividing and rolling around. And dividing and dividing! I WANT YOU TO CONTINUE TO DIVIDE! In thousands of classes, groups, and other subdivisions! You are all so different. Even as a couple, you manage to pull out each other’s bowels!
Have you seen what you have inside you? Look inside... Deeper... deeper. Even deeper! Look! HOW MANY SIDES?! Not a man... but diamond! Now, let's watch you from all of your sides, my doll. You despise your boss because he is a narcissistic idiot. Right? But you have tact to not show it. Right?
And why is he the boss and not you!? Huh?! There’s you and your other half. And your soap opera looking for an excuse to fight. Want to break up, finally... but feel a little uncomfortable... And you don’t have time for a serious discussion. But for a quick fuck and coffee, time is more than enough. Am I wrong?
And now you're in the theater. There’s a Shakespeare's Hamlet play, and you have a great need to fart. But others are next to you... the end of the play is far. You make a smart grimace and tightening your teeth, waiting for the loud applause. Bravo... Bravo.
And this is your space—your bed. There are no masks. Here you're real. You snore, fart, drooling. And this is the greatness of your individuality. Observed. You're so different... different...
How many selves do you have in you? Welcome to the social schizophrenia! Have you ever counted how many personalities there are inside you? And such schizo friends are billions! And it is impossible to agree on something serious with you!
WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?! HAVE NOTHING TO SAY?! I have... Be true to yourself. You want to be a Super Mega Man, Mister Brain? Be him! Become the central leader of all psychopaths! Be a Napoleon! Of your country!
My recipe is simple! Whether you're a predictable doll... Or an elusive personality... To the trillionth power. Squeeze! That’s right... Harder. Show us that the sides you have are infinite.
And now relax your "loafs." Applause... Focus your eyes on me through the arrows. Because without it, for you, I'm just a smudge that draws you around from the obstacles. But I'm sitting firmly on the penalty line, upon which I'm holding it by my nostrils and not my crazy mouths. Lift my eyelids.