didn't i see you on shark week? the four eyed man asked
no, said the shark. i'm a hallucination.
and you, rabbit friend? said the four eyed man.
well, i'm more of a projection of a talking rabbit onto a lethargic park squirrel.
oh. well then.
will i ever find it?
together they reply:
we have all been many things.
we are one.
sometimes, you are part of the one.
but for you, there is often duality:
the four eyed fucker, and every other fucker.
so it doesn't matter what we look like.
you want distance no matter who we are.
and that way, you won't find shit.
then will i ever see you again, shark and rabbit?
you already have, fucker.
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