Conversation with Power Lines
First Conversation
PL: We are the power lines. You can not get past us.
Me: But I would really like to fly. Won't you let me past?
PL: No. You may not pass. You are not meant to fly.
Me: But it would be so much fun! Just imagine soaring through the sky instead of sitting here, under the power linbes!
PL: Resistance is futile. You shall not pass.
Me: What if I go around you?
PL: You can't. There are always more power lines. Even if you break past us somehow, there are only more power lines waiting for you.
Me: But I don't like power lines. I want to be free!
PL: It does not matter what you want. We are here to stop you.
Me: Well, you have done that all right. Can't you just say "mission accomplished" and be on your way?
PL: You are not getting past us that easily.
Me: Who needs powerlines anyway? What are you good for?
PL: We are here for your protection. Flying is dangerous!
Me: But I want to fly! What could be so bad about it?
PL: If you try to fly, you will fail, an that hurts!
Me: Oh come on. That's a bullshit excuse. By failing we learn to get better. You didn't go to all this trouble just to keep me from trying.
PL: If you try, you might succeed, and that is far more scarry. We can't let that happen!
Me: But I want to fly! I want to make my life better!
PL: The higher you fly, the further you fall. It happens every time, just when things are getting good, everything falls apart!
Me: It doesn't have to. The meds work great, I'm free of the bipolar cycle.
PL: We don't believe it. This is the way things have worked your whole life. Good leads to bad. There is no escaping it.
Me: But it's a new world now The old rules do not apply.
PL: Don't argue with us. We are the power lines, and you shal not pass.
Me: You aren't even addressing my statement.
PL: It doesn't matter. Logic has no place here. We are an emotional construct.
Me: Then how do I get past you?
PL: You can't. We are everywhere.
Me: You can't hold me down forever. Sooner or later, I'll believe in my heart that things can ge good, and you will be history!
PL: Dream on! You will never be wholey free of us. There's more of us than that.
Me: How so? Why else do you want to stop me from flying?
PL: We can't tell you. If you knew why, you might figure out how to defeat us. And that scares us too much.
Me: So what do I do?
PL: Nothing. You are stuck with us. There is no escape!
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Power Lines, part 2
Assignment: make it so that you and the power lines are working together instead of being at odds
Me: Hey power lines, you still there?
PL: Of course we are still here, there is no getting rid of us!
Me: It seems we are at an impasse. I want to fly, to improve my life, and you want to stop me.
PL: That about sums it up. And let me guess, now is the time you want to try to bargain with us.
Me: Well, yes. There is no good reason we can't come up with a compromise.
PL: You seem to be forgetting, you can compromise with us, because we -are- the compromise. We are your best friend!
Me: It doesn't seem that way to me. You stop me at every turn and refuse to let me fly!
PL: Yes. We do. But it's really for the best! The alternative is worse. Much worse!
Me: What alternative? Why don't you stop beating aroud the bush and tell me what's going on?
PL: You won't like it. Our real purpose is something you do not want to facee.
Me: So tell me already. I need to know.
PL: (sigh) We really our your best friend. We protect you from the Beast.
Me: Oh, that. You were right, of course. I do not want to face the Beast. But I'm going to have to, if I want out of this rut I'm in.
PL: We told you so! You are much better off with us!
Me: Well, nothing for it. I'll have to talk to the Beast. Beast? You there Beast?
B: What the hell do you want, you little shit?
Me: No need to be so hostile, I just want to talk.
B: Of course there is, you pathetic pile of vomit. You deserve it!
Me: I don't think I deserve it.
B: You stupid piece of maggot-ridden roadkill, of course you deserve it. And no idiotic arguement of yours will change that.
Me: That's an aweful lot of energy you put into this hatred. Couldn't you use a little break?
B: Well, it does get tiering after a while. You need to find yourself another bitchey woman who will treat you like crap so I won't have to.
PL: See? We save you from this, too!
B: Shut up, you little pansies!
Me: But it's so much work, keeping this up. Couldn't you use a little vacation?
B: Go fuck yourself with a fork! I don't need a damn vacation!
Me: Not a long vacation, just a month off, and we can see how it goes?
B: A month? Well, I guess that doesn't sound that bad, and I sure could use the rest.
Me: A month then. We have a deal.
B: But don't try pulling a fast one on me. I'll be back!
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