Cyloned

Mutley Ravishes

Everyday

I put my brain

In a washing machine

While watching a screen

It`s an enjoyable dream

I want it to go on 

Forever

Perhaps someone clever

Will invent some technology

That allows me

To avoid reality

For all eternity

  • Author: Mutley Ravishes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 17th, 2024 21:59
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  • sorenbarrett

    A most fun idea and I'll bet that there would be a lot of money in it too. Opps it's already been done TV no the internet. Oh well it was a good idea while it lasted. Fun read Mutley

    • Mutley Ravishes

      Thanks, Soren. Battlestar Galactica.

    • Cheeky Missy

      Funny suggestion. Nothing like Kermit's torturous travels through the cycles which rendered him not so much unrecognizable as ghastly and heartbreaking, albeit I never had an affinity for frogs. Interesting wish. I'd not peg any hopes on it. Beautifully rendered with excellent details and intrigue.

      • Mutley Ravishes

        I didn`t know Kermit had been on "torturous travels"!
        The wish to "avoid reality" forever is not my wish. It seems to be the wish of the disciples of A.I.
        Thanks for your comments.

        • Cheeky Missy

          Well, too many years ago the place where we lived had a mild issue of baby frogs hopping into our window wells and failing, despite all their attempts, to hop back out to freedom. One Spring a frog's attempts to escape found him in the dryer vent which led to his ending up in the washing machine somehow, but we knew nothing of this until we came to empty the washing machine of its load to hang on the clothesline outdoors: Kermit was hardly recognizable and badly mangled from the washing cycles... yet not dead.

          • Mutley Ravishes

            Oh well. At least Kermit got to experience life outside of the well for even a short time!



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