[It's a good thing Ted's in such high spirits, else reminding him of a top contender for worst day of his life would've surely sunk his spirits.]
"Yes, and no. Goodness, Namur! Figurative! Metaphorcial! Ectype and archtype! You call me 'schoolie' not for any aquatic attributes, but because I presumably go mad when without the fellow-minded. Very well. How about Magicians, then? Have you never been to one of their entertaining shows? What do they do?"
[He wastes no time answering his own rhetorical question, since he knows Namur doesn't appreciate the Socratic method.]
Have you ever seen one pull a rabbit out of a hat? Taken on its face, that's nothing short of spontaneous generation. Something out of nothing; creation before the void. Very well; that carnival was nothing. We can see clearly that it was all smoke and mirrors. And this!
[He raps on the ground.]
This is something. Haha, you see the trick! It's a very good one; you have my eternal gratitude for it.
Oh, speaking of eternity, Magicians mean that too. Here.
[He reached out to poke Namur's neck.]
There's the symbol of eternity right there; you see how the line keeps going without end? Well, yours is a little fractured. Suppose you don't mean all of it, just yet. On your own you never will. But it's a handsomely good start!
I also recall one account of how you kept dying over and over, and kept coming back. Another magician's trick! You always seem to be popping up again like a whack-a-mole. One wonders if the universe will ever see the end of you. And didn't the unmasking feel like a kind of death? Yet here we are. Eternity marches on.
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"Yes, and no. Goodness, Namur! Figurative! Metaphorcial! Ectype and archtype! You call me 'schoolie' not for any aquatic attributes, but because I presumably go mad when without the fellow-minded. Very well. How about Magicians, then? Have you never been to one of their entertaining shows? What do they do?"
[He wastes no time answering his own rhetorical question, since he knows Namur doesn't appreciate the Socratic method.]
Have you ever seen one pull a rabbit out of a hat? Taken on its face, that's nothing short of spontaneous generation. Something out of nothing; creation before the void. Very well; that carnival was nothing. We can see clearly that it was all smoke and mirrors. And this!
[He raps on the ground.]
This is something. Haha, you see the trick! It's a very good one; you have my eternal gratitude for it.
Oh, speaking of eternity, Magicians mean that too. Here.
[He reached out to poke Namur's neck.]
There's the symbol of eternity right there; you see how the line keeps going without end? Well, yours is a little fractured. Suppose you don't mean all of it, just yet. On your own you never will. But it's a handsomely good start!
I also recall one account of how you kept dying over and over, and kept coming back. Another magician's trick! You always seem to be popping up again like a whack-a-mole. One wonders if the universe will ever see the end of you. And didn't the unmasking feel like a kind of death? Yet here we are. Eternity marches on.