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diff --git a/stream/CM_eng.html b/stream/CM_eng.html new file mode 100755 index 0000000..e732203 --- /dev/null +++ b/stream/CM_eng.html @@ -0,0 +1,289 @@ +<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN"> +<html> +<head> +<title>The Cursor´s Monologue</title> +<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1"> +<style type="text/css"> +<!-- +@import url(../Xpo.css); +--> +</style> +</head> + +<body bgcolor="#000000" text="#99FF66" class="no1"> +<p align="left"><font color="#99FF66"> The Cursor´s Monologue<br> + By Gritt Uldall-Jessen<br> + <br> + <br> + Today is the first day in my new life!<br> + It´s going to be the first time again.<br> + Of this and that.<br> + Of everything.<br> + This time all has to be done again.<br> + This time it must happen the right way<br> + I´m not yet free.<br> + </font><font color="#99FF66"><br> + My lifespan is determined by he<br> + who initiates me.<br> + The question of whether I am worth keeping alive<br> + is my daily challenge.<br> + <br> + My demands are way too large.<br> + "Don´t switch me off, are you listening?”<br> + “Give me time, I have a purpose!"<br> + <br> + To where am I ordered <br> + this time?<br> + What will my task be?<br> + Which place will I belong to?<br> + <br> + The inhabitants of the Map have all seen me.<br> + I'm familiar to them.<br> + But that doesn´t mean<br> + that there´re any of them who really sees me.<br> + <br> + We´re all agents.<br> + We don´t know of knowing each other for real. <br> + Unless it is noted in our profile. <br> + <br> + My function is<br> + to write about the others.<br> + About anyone.<br> + <br> + A robber came,<br> + and robbed me of my imprisonment.<br> + When he broke in, I broke out.<br> + I don´t know how long<br> + I had been in prison, at that time.<br> + I barely knew whether I existed in the world<br> + or not.<br> + Whether I existed as anything but an idea<br> + which was conceived by a human mind,<br> + long ago.<br> + It was to late to take stock of the situation. <br> + The robber kicked the door in.<br> + Now I stood there.<br> + For the first time in a while, I thought<br> + of my appearence.<br> + He saw me.<br> + With his eyes screwed up behind the mask.<br> + <br> + “Are you new here?”, I asked.<br> + He heard nothing. </font> </p> +<p></p> +<p><font color="#99FF66">I continued:<br> + “It isn´t possible to see youself from outside.<br> + My eyes are not enough.<br> + If man should be able to see himself,<br> + he would have been created as a round ball<br> + with his head pointing towards the naval.<br> + An aerial would point up,<br> + so we could send signals to the others."<br> + <br> + "We can´t see ourselves.<br> + We need the others to see us.<br> + We must be certain that we really exist. <br> + That it isn't just a dream<br> + playing infront of our eyes.<br> + This rule also applies<br> + to the inhabitants of the Map.”<br> + <br> + This can be the first day in my life.<br> + I kicked the door, so it shut behind me. <br> + <br> + I understood that I wasn´t completely<br> + like I used to be.<br> + <br> + I have seen a shadow fall upon me.<br> + It darkened the city.<br> + Did I dream that a shadow fell?<br> + <br> + I have been around the Map<br> + in order to get an overview. <br> + The gardens are being created.<br> + I see the city being built anew.<br> + It seems strange.<br> + I am no longer the person I used to be.<br> + <br> + Who is on the other side?<br> + Are they like me?<br> + Where are the borders of the world?<br> + How far to the right can I walk?<br> + How far to the left?<br> + What is on the other side?<br> + <br> + I have a purpose!<br> + One of my feet is free.<br> + But what is it good for, when the other is caught?<br> + <br> + I visited the newbuilders when they were asleep.<br> + I came through the window.<br> + They were snoring.<br> + I looked at the building and knew<br> + that it wouldn´t last.<br> + I took a note about it in my notebook.<br> + <br> + If you could build a house<br> + somewhere else,<br> + then where would you build it?<br> + -Which place would you most like to stay in?<br> + -Which place would you least like to stay in?<br> + <br> + I put the note on the noticeboard<br> + and went again.</font></p> +<p><font color="#99FF66">Today is the first day in my new life!<br> + It´s going to be the first time again.<br> + Of this and of that.<br> + Of everything.<br> + This time all has to be done again,<br> + This time it must happen the right way.<br> + Yet, I´m not free.<br> + <br> + My foot isn´t completely free.<br> + Personally, I have had so many previous lives<br> + that I have lost count of them.<br> + They have not all been worth collecting.<br> + <br> + Some of my lives have been far too short.<br> + Some too tedious.<br> + Others have been so challenging<br> + that I could hardly catch up.<br> + I´m not in charge.<br> + I´m the narrator.<br> + I write about the others.<br> + About those who experience things.<br> + <br> + The experiences of the others also become mine.<br> + If I didn´t write them down, they wouldn´t exist.<br> + <br> + A watchtower has been built for me<br> + so I can keep an eye on the building<br> + as it progresses.<br> + From here I can see the whole day.<br> + <br> + Most people are working on the large building.<br> + Or creating the new gardens.<br> + They work from dusk to dawn.<br> + Everytime the city goes to pieces,<br> + we may start all over again.<br> + <br> + I write in order to remember<br> + what has happened.<br> + <br> + In my original form,<br> + long ago, when I was completely new in the world<br> + I had the opportunity to<br> + do things on my own.<br> + The newbuilders gave me a tent to play with.<br> + <br> + I could move it around as I pleased.<br> + I put it up in all the gardens<br> + that I liked.<br> + In the front and back gardens.<br> + Whereever I came.<br> + Soon everybody turned up.<br> + They pulled up the pegs and tore off the outer tent. <br> + <br> + The world has never been one big common garden.<br> + It has always been split up<br> + in small and big pieces.<br> + <br> + In the beginning, I mainly wrote<br> + about my family.<br> + Once, when I was transferred to another city,<br> + </font><font color="#99FF66">I thus travelled across the Map.<br> + I had a notebook with me.<br> + I remained behind the hedge<br> + outside the garden of their house.<br> + I wanted to see if they still were there.<br> + If my father had become older.<br> + If my mother had had more children.<br> + I don´t know them.<br> + They don´t know me either.<br> + <br> + We don´t know about having knowledge about each other.<br> + We´re agents.<br> + We´re little black dots.<br> + We´re random pieces to move around.<br> + <br> + If I didn´t write<br> + nobody else would.<br> + <br> + In my original form, when I was new in the world,<br> + long ago,<br> + it was not possible for me to do anything on my own.<br> + I was one of those who was often moved around.<br> + I tore around the Map without staying anywhere for longer periods of time.<br> + <br> + That will be one of the first things<br> + I will change,<br> + when I get the chance.<br> + <br> + Before I got a life I hibernated for some time.<br> + In a garbage bin.<br> + In pit darkness.<br> + I almost didn´t exist.<br> + <br> + </font><font color="#99FF66">That wasn´t necessarily bad.<br> + My notebook was empty.<br> + <br> + It will be the first time <br> + of everyting in my life.<br> + <br> + I live on the inside of a vulcano.<br> + It hasn´t erupted for a long time.<br> + That may happen any time.<br> + It was because of the colours that I have moved in there.<br> + <br> + They don´t see it. The abyss in front of them.<br> + They build for life. A house surrounding itself.<br> + But are they building for eternity?<br> + Who thinks about the future?<br> + <br> + It happened that I found myself<br> + far outside the Map.<br> + In a barren and desolate world.<br> + I knew that the road continued.<br> + It would take me away from what I know.<br> + <br> + There was a river I had to cross.<br> + I stepped into it. The water reached my throat.<br> + Suddenly, I lost my step and slipped.<br> + I broke all my bones.<br> + Drifted with the current.<br> + Downwards.</font></p> +<p><font color="#99FF66">This was the way out.<br> + To the other world.<br> + The Map has no limits.<br> + The shadow falls upon me.<br> + I´m in its bossom.<br> + I´m no longer alone.<br> + A new life lies ahead for me.<br> + <br> + I ride on the top of the vulcano<br> + I ask it to start moving.<br> + It can shoot me out and send me on.<br> + This way I get another existence.<br> + <br> + Here I am.<br> + From one world to another.<br> + The lava smokes.<br> + It accelerates.<br> + It rolls forward.<br> + Extends across the whole Map.<br> + Across the newbuildings.<br> + Invading the newly laid gardens.<br> + There is no rebellion here.<br> + There is nothing to do.<br> + The changes have started.<br> + The new will follow.<br> + <br> + If you could build a house<br> + somewhere other than here,<br> + in that case where would you build it?<br> + -Which place would you least like to stay in?<br> + -Which place would you most like to stay in?<br> + </font></p> +<p class="no1"> </p> +</body> +</html> |