23 to the 32nd [sorry. bored again.]
Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 1:00 amPoor Walter Sparrow. He sits day after day in his cell, counting and recounting the events that dealt this fate. Pouring himself over his horoscope charts and astrological theories of time and space and quantum physics that he acquired in his library time, but why... after all, if time is just a counting system, what is yet to be proved? He started his time for Laura's murder working in "Laundry." He was regularly harrassed by a hairy sized 32 brute until his last beating 23 days ago, when he was finally approved to work the "Library." Books. Volume after tattered volume of Encyclopedia, and the occasional scientific mag. His ex cellmate tuned Walter in to his philosophies about fate and planetary alignment. Choices. Do we have any? Or do we delude ourselves with an illusion of control. Do we control what we are and what we like? Or are we predestined, so to speak, to live out these lives with the perverbial spiderwebs over our eyes to obscure us from the truth. 23. 32. What would Mulder and Scully do? ...and just as he entertained this last thought of the 'X Files', or of being one, another ploy settled into Walter's mind, and began to play itself out in the melodramatic theater he'd learned to succumb to... his dreams.
like Danny has in 'Yes Man'