Thursday, February 24, 2011

Tasks

This is a story about a boy who loved his dog.
He wore a mustache and lived with his mother.
He had a lot of clutter, and had difficulties maintaining objects.

One day he woke up. Suddenly he woke up again. Then his eyes opened and he thought: "Have I woke up? What Exactly am I doing here? Hmmm..." He had the strange feeing of deja vu. A feeling he could not tell as being one of yesterday, today, or tomorrow. But nonetheless, this could be an important day. A very important day perhaps.

He looked around at his things. Had he just left all these things there? Like that?! Humm... Hmmm... Yes... I suppose so. They were his to move, and his alone.

Then he noticed his body, and questioned it's resonance as "thing." It had somehow been arranged in a certain way. A way in which he and he alone could manipulate. My, what have we here? How -queer- this thing. How -individual- it is. What can be done with this?

He stood erect and blinked. Soon he would be wearing pants and a shirt, a token undergarment perhaps. He would then set out to a task.

A task is a movement or action that ideally has effect on other movements, actions, or things. Hmmm.... Tasks. Yes, hmmm... He began to think. Hmmm...


Tasks
Daniel James 2008

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