Tuesday, March 26, 2019

what is a memory hole?
it's where you bury the bones and then forget, and you get new bones. and so on. 
what means i have a bone to pick with you? 
it means i have a problem with you i want to chew on, like a bone, before it gets buried again.
what does it mean when they say you really pulled a boner this time? 
ha, where'd you hear that? i haven't heard that in ages. mom use to say that and crack us up. boner in her day meant something else than boner in my day, but she was not hip to what today's boner is, the avant boner, so to speak. though come to think of it she may have been pulling our leg. in the long run a boner is a boner and a bone is a bone and a memory hole is still a memory hole, even if we forget orwell or get too distracted and sad to think. remember that bone that the apeman throws up at the beginning of 2001 that turns into a spaceship? the spaceship was a pooter too, it looked like a fancy device for self-pleasuring. remember 2001, when the forever wars started. was that the beginning? if so, of what, i ask? the beginning of forever? that started long ago, before you or i were born. no one really knows when. some things are beyond computation. some things are beyond even the memory hole of memory. there was no memory at the time, it was all just happening, everything beginning all at once all the time. ah, the world was fresh and new once, as we can only imagine.you could say we really pulled a boner there, but some rich cats made piles of bones, in both senses, senselessly, in the end, but be that as it may. but in orwell's day the dint have pooters, which is slang for computers, which use to mean people who compute, but now means a device that both computes for us and serve as the ultimate memory holes, as orwell saw developing in the ethereal bath of time in 1948, in 1984, which is when the first memory hole, the first personal pooter, was mass produced. xstine by the way called her vagina her pooter, and i don't recall ever asking or her explaining why.


more about this. too much.

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