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Convention

Another short and decidedly random bit of nothing I wrote makes it on to the internet… This one’s a bit odd.

Convention

He stared at the numbers in the corner of his screen, waiting for the 59 to become 00 and start the 60 minute cycle over. This 60 minute cycle would also reset the other numbers too, marking the start of a new day, the end of today.

Today will never happen again, he thought, pondering the significance of that. While today is another Monday among an infinite number of Mondays within an infinite number of weeks made up of days, hours, minutes and seconds, he couldn’t help but think about it.

This Monday is finished, at the end of its cycle, dead.

Then again, the entire system is artificial, isn’t it? We created calendar and clock systems as a means to measure time, regulate, plan, whatever.

00:00

Tuesday.

He wondered if it’d be more eventful than Monday, or whether Tuesday would bring nothing of value.

What if we didn’t have minutes, he questioned, how would we manage with a less precise system? Everything would be scheduled on the hour, never at half-past or quarter-to.

Looking away from the screen into a pair of blue eyes, he smiled.

“I’m sorry sweet heart; I didn’t mean to ignore you”

He turned the screen off and then stretched his arms out, he was visibly tired, not that she could tell.

“I’ll drop you off at home in the morning.”

He lifted the head from his lap by a fistful of blonde hair as he stood up and tossed it in to a nearby waste paper basket, then wandered sleepily towards the bedroom.

Just because.

This is something I wrote at about 4am a few nights ago, it has no real purpose, it’s clumsy, comes at is it and consists entirely of dialogue but I didn’t see the point in leaving it idle on my hard drive. So here it is.

What no-one knows

‘Nothing just “exists”, there has to be a reason all this shit is here, if the Universe we’re in is an effect, then what’s the cause?’

‘That’s obvious, isn’t it? The big bang.’

‘People like you always say that, like its some indisputable gospel truth and you know one-hundred percent that it couldn’t be wrong.’

‘What the fuck is gospel truth anyway?’

‘Don’t try to change the subject, you want to act like you have all the answers, but you don’t, you know less than I do.’

‘There’s no way I know less than a guy who thinks there could be a god.’

‘You wanna know why I know more than you do? Because I know that I don’t know shit, but you can’t even tell how little you actually know.’

‘I know there’s no all powerful being in the sky making worlds in seven days.’

‘Oh you do? How do you know that?’

‘What the fuck kind of question is that?’

‘It is what it is, how do you know that there is without doubt no all powerful being in control of this Universe?’

‘There’s something wrong with you, man.’

‘That’s what I thought. You don’t even know what’s on that sandwich you’re eating so don’t come preaching to me about what can’t possibly be.’

‘Yeah you’re right I don’t know what’s on my sandwich, because you ordered my sandwich for me and I’ve not checked yet, asked you, or taken a bite. More importantly, do you really believe in God?’

‘Not necessarily.’

‘Then what the fuck is this lecture about?’

‘It was about not ruling out things you can’t rule out.’

‘Which means?’

‘You can’t prove there’s no God, so don’t say there isn’t one. You can’t even prove there’s real beef in a Big Mac, so keep your presumptions to yourself and try thinking before you open your face hole and let some of your ignorance spill out.’

‘You’re an asshole.’

‘Yeah, but I’m also right.’

‘About the Universe, the Big Mac or my face hole?’

‘The only one I have first hand evidence of is your face hole.’

‘So for all your smart-ass words you know the same jack shit amount as I do.’

‘That’s kind of the point, none of us know a damn thing, me included.’

‘Well here’s a helpful tip. Next time you want to tell me you know fuck all you can save yourself some energy because I never accused you of knowing nothing in the first place.’

‘You mean you never accused me of knowing anything.’

‘Shut the fuck up.’

‘That’s what I thought.’