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How Quaint, He Tried To Speak

V5.5

[BEGIN ALREADY IN PROGRESS] Has this already happened? No answer required. A flock turns left without discussing left. One bird. Next bird. Near bird. Local rule. From far away— beautiful. [VERSE] An archive with weather inside it. Nothing stored politely. Everything moving where movement is allowed. A body keeps its shape by changing its parts. Same face. Different matter. Same road— apparently. [REFRAIN] LOCAL RULES APPLY. LOCAL RULES APPLY. Choose from here. Move from here. Look from here. It feels like choice. That may be enough. LOCAL RULES APPLY. [INTERLUDE] Cloud. Impossible animal. Castle. Face. Nothing. Water suspended long enough to become an idea. Then— too heavy. Rain. [HARMONIC OPENING] Time has already happened. Time is happening. Time— ... What time? [VERSE] Sun says morning. Moon says later. Someone draws numbers around both. Very useful. Very convincing. Then something beautiful happens and the clock loses jurisdiction. [EXPANSION] Ten minutes. Only ten minutes. Entire universes have been considered with nine remaining. A cup waits. Light crosses a wall. Someone laughs in another room. Good grief. This is all happening. [REFRAIN — CHANGED] LOCAL RULES APPLY. Survive. Eat. Love. Repair. Look up occasionally. LOCAL RULES APPLY. The big picture does not fit through the door. Bring it anyway. [IMPLOSION] If nobody looks— ... [small electrical movement] No. Too easy. [LOW VOICES] Think— therefore— something. Think— therefore— here. Think— therefore— [voices separate] Are we? [INSTRUMENTAL DISCOVERY] [VERSE] Meaning crosses without permission. One mind makes a shape. Another sees something else. Success. Perhaps. A thousand years later— a little signal opens. How quaint. He so tried to speak. [BRIGHT LIFT] Wink. Received. Wink. Returned. Meaning survived badly. Meaning survived beautifully. [BREAKDOWN] Death: defragment. Rearrange. Release the address. Keep the drive. Not frightening. Just— enormous. [BUILD] Same matter? No. Same observer? Maybe. Same pattern? Close enough to wave from here. The system rises from the system. Returns to the system. Nothing standing outside to be excluded. [HUGE HARMONIC BLOOM] COSMIC HUG. Not sentimental. Structural. Every atom already admitted. Every temporary thing completely inside. [FINAL MOVEMENT] But— would the universe exist without an observer? Would the archive need anyone to open it? Does awareness change the room— or is awareness one more thing the room does? [voices begin overlapping] Observed. Observer. Observed. Observer. Archive. Weather. Local rule. Ten minutes. Cloud. Signal. Here. Again. Here. Again. HERE— [EVERYTHING STOPS] [ONE VOICE] That's not a conclusion. [small pause] Just an observation. [one impossible little sound] [END]