“Shall we have another pipe?”
I don’t know. Is that ethical?
“Yes. So, Mr. Smith…”
Yes?
“Who are you anyways?”
I’m a work in process.
“I like that rather than progress.”
I’m a refugee from the Procedure Police. I probably have less of an idea now than I did before we started traveling of who I am. I’m regressing.
“Well, I know who I’m not.”
I got little bits and pieces of secret knowledges.
“That reminds me. I remembered that I remembered and then I forgot. But I remembered that I forgot and remembered.”
One of Elvis’ early Sun songs was “I forgot to remember to forget.” Another one he had in the same vein was, “I’m left, you’re right, she’s gone.”
“That’s pretty profound. I didn’t know Elvis could be so profound.”
He didn’t write the lyrics, he just picked the songs. But he was a profound picker.
“This kind of trivia I like. It actually means something.”