Sunday, January 25, 2009

the writer, the character and their three worlds

joão was born. it is a fictional human as any other human in any imaginable world. it grow and went to school to study, to outside home to work, to mate, to marry, to inside home to watch tv, to shit, to wake, to outside home to look for a job, to bet in the lottery, to get a beer, to cure a cancer, to inside home to fear death, to write its will, to pray, to outside home, to get into a bed inside a hospital, to leave it outside a coffin, to see its offspring forgetting, swearing, to receive a letter from its god. the god is me. i'm the writer of this short story and i must tell you, my creation, that you have the chance to change your past. but you don't have free will to do so, because i chose for you already. you have bad luck, you was created in the first world.

joão was born. it is a fictional human as any other human in any imaginable world. it grow and went to school to study, to outside home to work, to mate, to marry, to inside home to watch tv, to shit, to wake, to outside home to look for a job, to bet in the lottery, to get a beer, to cure a cancer, to inside home to fear death, to write its will, to pray, to outside home, to get into a bed inside a hospital, to leave it outside a coffin, to see its offspring forgetting, swearing, to receive a letter from its god. the god is me. i'm the writer of this short story and i must tell you, my creation, that you have the chance to change your past. but you don't have free will to do so, because i chose for you already. you have bad luck too, you was created in the second world. i will change your fate and you won't meet me in this end and have the chance to undo everything. you will change your past and you won't kill your grandfather and eventualy not be born to kill your grandfather at all. because you will be rich the next time. you wanted to be rich, and you will. now you will send a letter to yourself in the past with the right numbers for the lotery and you will buy a porshe and a big castle and a woman with big breasts and blonde hair that will kill you and all you get.

joão was born. it is a fictional human as any other human in any imaginable world. it grow and went to school to study, to outside home to work, to mate, to marry, to inside home to watch tv, to shit, to wake, to outside home to look for a job, to receive a letter from nowhere, to bet in the lottery and win, to buy a porsche, a big castle and a woman with big breasts and blonde hair to kill yourself. i'm the writer of this short story and i must tell you, my creation, that you had the chance to change your past. but you don't have free will to do so, because i chose for you already.

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