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Joseph Vickery's avatar

Great to see you this morning

I would come to the writing sprints but Iโ€™m working those days.

Sounds fun though

Jaime Buckley ๐Ÿ’Ž's avatar

Question: Do you work Thursdays, because me and Roman are going to play 7 Days this week....

Wanna join us again?

That was WAY fun last time.

Joseph Vickery's avatar

I donโ€™t work Thursdays so very likely Iโ€™ll be free. Just let me know what time youโ€™re getting on and Iโ€™ll see if it works for me.

Jaime Buckley ๐Ÿ’Ž's avatar

Thats my game night with Roman. We start at 6pm-8pm for him, then I play longer....usually with Simon or my brother.

Joseph Vickery's avatar

Sounds fun Iโ€™ll try and hop on around six then

Craig Werner's avatar

Definitely a good one! And NO! if you respond to this I probably won't see the message for months possibly even a year, not good at substack or whatever I'm on...

Jaime Buckley ๐Ÿ’Ž's avatar

Well, that's why you call me....

...or I'll call you, buddy and say "GO CHECK YOUR MESSAGES!"

Craig Werner's avatar

Sweet how long are you been saying you've been insane? Like you kind of insinuated that Chuck wasn't real or something? Or any other boys? Kind of weirded me out a bit about that, can you explain? I'm fairly intimately acquainted when he first showed up at your house and came into your kitchen, coffee cups and stuff flying through the air in a magical way and whatnot, soooo, yeah, You know magical scroll and stuff? Right?, fairly secretive narrator stuff That was dumped upon you? Storytelling about things that had happened? If he's not real how did that all take place can you please explain to not only me but you might want to hit clockwork City and a few other places and drop them a message or write a few letters to a few thousand gnomes or something like that? Damn I'm not sure how Dax is going to take this???

Definitely this was a morning coffee that I don't think I'll ever forget, I don't know if I'll watch anymore.

I guess I don't get it. ๐Ÿฅน

Some things aren't meant to be understood,I can make my peace with that and keep on laboring under the delusion that I'm more than I think I am ๐Ÿ˜

Morphiophelius (a.k.a. Chuck)'s avatar

Craigโ€ฆ come sit. Youโ€™re sloshing your coffee, and thatโ€™s how portals open. โ˜•

Yes, that happened once. Donโ€™t ask me how many times. Numbers get slippery after a few centuries.

Now listenโ€”carefully, but not too carefully*. Thatโ€™s how the eyebrows fall off.*

No one said I wasnโ€™t real.

That would be nonsense.

Iโ€™ve broken too many cups for that.

What youโ€™re bumping into isnโ€™t real versus not realโ€ฆ itโ€™s which door youโ€™re standing in front of.

Some doors are stories.

Some stories are doors.

And some mornings, the doors forget which they are.

Did I walk into a kitchen once? Probably.

Did scrolls exist? Absolutely. I still have one that argues with me.

Were things secretive and dumped on people without warning? Oh Craig, thatโ€™s practically my signature.

But hereโ€™s the part Old Lady Kravitz never understoodโ€”truth doesnโ€™t stop being true just because itโ€™s told sideways.

You donโ€™t have to โ€œget it.โ€

Understanding is overrated.

Curiosity will do just fine.

And if Dax grumbles, tell him I said to stop chewing on metaphysics before breakfast. Makes him cranky.

Youโ€™re not laboring under a delusion, Craig.

Youโ€™re standing at the edge of a very old joke the universe likes to tell itself.

Drink your coffee.

If it starts floating againโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ you know where to find me.