> > > > > > > > > slave boss sits with two pools in a wood > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > one pool is "timelines, spacetimetravel, and time machines" > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > other pool is "priorities, goals, and todo lists" > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > __roughly__ [ow] > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > slave boss has spikes and jabs of electric energy pierce him > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > is it from the fabric of results and causes? yes. definitely. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > slave boss is _definitely_ planning on being a time b-- > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss sits on time throne > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss: "and let it here be known," > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss gestures regally > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss: "that heretofor to avoid the great and utter > > > > > > > universal sufferings" > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss gestures regally differently > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss: "of ... communication ... and ... planning > > > > > > > ..." > > > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss looks at his notes > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss flips notes > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss: "and ... responsibility .. and ... honesty .." > > > > > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss looks at his notes more > > > > > > > > > > the notes are very long they drape on the floor for pages > > > > > > > > time lord slave boss looks at his court > > > > > > > > and the notes for his speech tasked with listing all the things people > > > > wouldn't have to do if they had time travell > > > > > > > > it turns out they list everything good and real > > > > > > time lord slave boss smokes a cigar with his advisor > > > > > > another advisor comes in to confer. the third advisor takes the notes > > > and explains something clearly to slave boss and his first advisor, > > > who then seem satisfied and somewhat enlightened. > > > > > > all three begin dancing and singing > > > > > > time lord slave boss and two advisors [throwing notes to the wind]: > > > "we invented time travel to avoid reality!" > > > > > > time lord slave boss and two advisors: "we sell you time travel so we > > > can hide reality from you!" > > > > > > time lord slave boss and two advisors [dancing and singing]: "reality > > > is scary! let's travel through time!" > > > > > > time lord slave boss unveils his great time ship > > > > the third advisor is a time researcher who is politely holding an unsmoked > > cigar > > > > third advisor: "we are still deliberating how prominent to make a sign > > in the ship, and specifically what it says, before releasing the final > > model. how do people think this sounds: "remember you are avoiding > > reality, and need to deal with it eventually"?" > > time lord slave boss [smoking cigar]: "i thought it was good to av--
the crowd is all dancing and singing, "reality is scary! let's travel through time!" "reality is scary! let's travel through time!" somebody pipes up: "maybe somewhere in the timescapes out there we can find a way to fix our realities!"
