Ethan thinks himself an author: In the beginning chair was all there was. And chair liked that. Chair never question why, Chair was simply content. Maybe had Chair had a sofa or a bench to compete with then maybe Chair would have asked why, but no. There was not and so chair never questioned. And in these early moments of everything Chair drifted through nothingness. Nowhere to go an nowhere to be. For before chair could even discover what it meant to be chair, Chair was no more. Chair had been lost, not to space, but to time. To everything and to nothingness. The next Douglas Adams.
Posted on: Sat, 17 May 2014 01:23:39 +0000
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