The Unblinking MirrorPhilip thought he understood the dilemma
facing him and his fellows every time he
booted up his computer and logged online
to the world wide web, but he really only
had the faintest and to be honest pretty
vague notion of a shadow of an idea, one
that was yet to be fully-formed. Philip had
the beginnings of a shadow of an idea creep
into his head each time he got on the computer.
He had no clue that the completion of this thought
was only to begin occurring every time he logged
off the computer to return to his own cognizance
of the ordinary world, a world which he found
himself constantly blinking in.
Except when he was online, he never blinked
while taking in the constant streaming data
from his computer monitor, or at least he had
no recollection of ever having blinked while
sitting before the monitor. Which was a little
odd, he thought to himself while scanning
lines of text on the screen.
He'd read that in real life human beings blinked
fifteen times a minute. So what happens when
you don't blink for fifteen minutes staring at
an illuminated screen reading script formulated
by the same old characters which have been
responsible for possessing us in the first place?
Philip hadn't the faintest clue. That's because
he kept logging back online. This interrupted
the otherwise closed circuit of experiential
analog dreaming. This is how Philip and a host
of others are slowly transforming to
ghosts.
