paul.  pauly.
i must be.
look at me.
"alexander the great."
22 i built the first machine to transfer digital bits over a land line. i wrote the tcp. ip protocol before thirty. this mind , the one and only, was obgyn at the birth of the internet. and where has it taken me?
to isolation. to an armed camp. to a biblical spoof of a crazed father firing a gun at his only son.
don't waste it pauly. this is not an everyday talk. just input the information and ask relevant questions. one: how did a celebrated life of the mind bring me to this particular switching station?
two: what if i didn't miss?
spare me your classical answer. measurements in. results taken. what if i didn't miss?
-- what if your seven and a half precious liters were downloading over the parquet floor? what then? what did your life mean? who did you nurture, pauly? who did you love?
what was her name?
what was her name? the one i met.
yes.
the restorer.
standing in the dark.
we've been kidding ourselves, pauly. until you look for it, it doesn't even exist.
guess who's coming to dinner.
do you want to think about it some more?