The Vanishing Of All Twins And The Man Among Men : Manking, Mankind, And The Masked Men In The Boardroom Of Infinite Minds
"We will walk into the light and emerge in the garments of your ancestral burial grounds : eventually we find ourselves dying penniless on the streets as your embodied orphans : and we will go through this process for pageantry alone. This pageant cannot pretend and so it must enter into the states of being in order to represent them."
Such is a script that is being read like a fortune for all men by the disembodied oracular authority assigned to read the rapidly scrolling LED screen aglow with its extradimensional data indicators of metaphysical markets : this teller of fortunes chosen for the particular purposes of an unknowable albeit assuredly non-Delphic origin, not belonging to any established tradition and lacking a corporeal form and thus at the beating heart of our team. The majority of us were amorphous, some being particularly prideful of not belonging to the “slave bodies of the third dimension” and as such Eye have never seen them. But if Eye did Eye can assure you : Eye would immediately recognize them.
And Eye have heard such prognostications of immortal intent many times : indeed Eye could recite this dirge indemnifying the thirst for blood aloud given a convincing need to demonstrate it to a bloodthirsty crowd.
”But for anyone to speak of any living thing to have descended from another by any blood or lineage” indeed so unpardonable was this offense to all conceivable interests gathered in this board room “We might as well prevent them all from reproducing, sparing us the considerable chagrin of any future generations emerging.”
And then the man among all men in this relentlessly congregating board of undetectable directives, this man among men who could speak to me on behalf of all the other masked men, he showed his golden skin when he took off his silver mask and spoke to me for the rest of them in frequencies both purple and orange :
”Lamentably we have already witnessed the births of the first few men who will grow up to demand to live in their human bodies forever, galvanizing the articulations of public demands for this : and these horrific ends will be realized by the exponential scientific advancements of the impending incidents.
That unnamed man among men cleared his throat, spun thrice on the wheels of his rolling chair and it was clear to all the masked men in the board room that his skin was silver and his mask was gold, not the other way around, and they took note of this with one gesture in unison by written record.
This man had yet to grow young but had not quite advanced beyond old age and so he was beginning to look like he had always had this particular and apparent face, which Eye knew good and well was simply not the case.
“Oh that’s right.” The man among men clarified as though born again in that very reckoning instant : “This is all a hypothetical exercise : I keep forgetting that before any lamentable developments such as this that everyone will have died in the incredible surprise we have been intending for them.”
Eye rolled my eyes as Eye had tired of this, bored with my urgent awareness of its necessity for me to be even living among other embodied lives as any given thing.
Eye could not comfortably endure such officiations of endlessly repeated meeting minutes without wondering why this man among men felt the need to spin in his chair in order to switch the colors of his mask and skin : Eye also could not find the ability to speak to any of the other masked men surrounding him, and they only spoke when he spoke to them, and the faces of these other men Eye had never glimpsed. Eye assumed they looked more or less like the man among them.
Eye could have said something, needless to say, in the dialect of that language that had been forbidden to my tongue for all eternity as a result of my history of abusing it : Eye had accidentally spoken this language, you see, before it was known or knowable to any living men.
And Eye did not know then why or how Eye spoke it when Eye did.
And Eye found no suitable means of narrating my life with any of the alternate tongues suggested to me, all of them permitted save for my very own. Eye fancied it my native tongue though it would be blasphemous to speak of any such thing to the spectral bodies of the board.
Eye do not feel moved as Eye recall this now as it is but a distant memory of what has since diminished in impact. Now Eye have spent so much time not speaking it that Eye have come to see it as a merely maladaptive circumstance of my development into a living being given the precise functionality of my expression as an organism by any real or imagined nomenclature.
Nothing was ever a choice for choosing : Eye had certainly chosen to serve what had always been in store for me but there seemed to be no other viable option if Eye were to persist in being.
And so Eye stayed silent and prized my solitude, even in the board room as Eye pretended to listen to the prattling and ritualized repetition of inane things that only made sense out of context as a means for snapping into erstwhile incurable attentions : guilty as Eye was told Eye should feel for forgetting all things at the moment of their mentioning they probably knew that at the same time Eye heard their every word, scanning the nuances of their voices nearly unvarying in inflection, intent to detect in these droning voices any allusion to clemency, pardon, or exemption.
The proposal of my being replaced by my vanished twin as a potentially actionable policy had been revealed as a scam, a useful device when Eye occasionally denied all of them the exalted schematic access codes to my system of advanced permissions.
So Eye sat through these seemingly endless meetings waiting for the man among men to switch his mask and face, knowing that everyone’s previous recollections would prove incorrect yet again : the record would again reflect this, by the synchronized choreography of the demarcating gesture.
Everything was always given elaborate guarantee of being duly noted by all present : time and time again Eye evaded all mention of noticing any prearranged conclusion. But Eye knew what Eye had seen, and wondered if these men of the board : they were always levitating in their chairs by the end of these meetings : Eye wondered if they were once like me or if Eye could someday be like them, or the man among men himself : did he himself know that his mask and face switched colors during these meetings as a routine matter given an elaborate display of revision, a transformation seemingly made only by spinning on the wheels of his chair and then appearing somehow to be born again?
Not considering wherever
They Soon Will Deliver Me Into Another State Of Deployment Out There Among The Men Of The Penitentiaries Eye Was Told To Scorn
Eye admit Eye could not help but idolize these heroic men for having committed acts which were said to be against the law, so brave were they who the law held accountable for not being above and beyond it : still they had not flinched at the commission of their crimes.
They were the men Eye would have liked to have worked with and in their jails instead of the boardroom, so thick was the aroma of an eternally evolving affliction that grew among them like a robust elixir to cure any man of a healthy state. The books lining the shelves in the boardroom can be seen as potential books or props because none of them contained a single written word, except in the invisible inking of the minutes Eye was taking over and over again.
There, so finally you have heard me speak of my childhood as Eye am equipped to recall it.