The naughty little alien reads the text with me and tells me
what it thinks, I listen and indulge it because its imagination
is amazing although totally whimsical and dangerous - long
ago before I was older & wiser, I believed what it said in my
head and got myself into such trouble, though the stories it
Tells are much too good to be eschewed - I enjoy the way
it interprets with new perspectives, unfolding some of the
tightly rolled aspects of reality - which, according to Many
Worlds Theory, represent potential that is fulfilled some-
where in the universe; then I turn away and look at a text
To see what the steel framework of this reality contains and
stick to the interpretation which other people say is what we
should see objectively, but even the simpleton living my life
knows the naughty little alien’s dreams are my favourite &
reality can't compete with these improbable fantasies…
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