Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Timed Writing: 1/31/2012

Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: It resembles my own mind
Source: George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four

"It resembles my own mind," was all she said when she removed the sensori-visor.

I could not do what she'd just done. It required both special training and innate talent to absorb and interpret the signals and to alter one's own state of consciousness adequately to become a receptor. I'd attempted it once, merely out of curiosity. I'd placed the sensori-visor over my face and ears after the accompanying reader helmet had been accepted by my partner. When I touched the engage button, all that happened was that I saw some lines of static dancing chaotically, I smelled a faint aroma of burning paper, I heard a distant ringing, and I detected the aftertaste of an onion. I asked my partner to think specifically about the movie we had watched on the previous night -- about its closing sequence. I thought that if we began by having the same thought, it might serve to synchronize our minds and facilitate my experience of his consciousness. I was completely unsuccessful, however and I never attempted to receive again.

It therefore came as something of a surprise to me when Ms. Entne told me that my mind resembled her own. I had come to believe that my mind must be fundamentally different from that of a receiver.

(about my timed writing exercises)

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