Category: psychologue
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Sex 410: Dis-Engaged
Klein: Do your worst, foul vixen! Strike us dead this instant, lest we destroy this castle and you with it! // Earnest: Whoa, Klein. No need to get dark so fast. // Nother: Klein… is that… you?
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Sex 409: Bar-Bie-Barians
My evil sister! A being so twisted and devious, brave men faint in her presence. You are marching to your doom! I will have nothing to do with this. Farewell!
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Sex 408: Geni-All-OG
Resumed from Sex 407A: Anxiety on the Stage Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: A plane, sphere, Klein bottle, and tube walk into a Parallel Bar… but never meet! Get it? No? Anyway, this is what happens next…
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Sex 407A: Anxiety on the Stage
Ang: He is called “trauma.” Earnest met Trauma when young. Not know what to do with him. Sent down here with rest of us. / Audience boos. Ang bristles. / Ang: Not his fault. Our job. Stay hidden so Earnest can function.
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Sex 407: Which Witch (Gut Fight)
Raven would make me strong. / Blanche wise. / Ember happy. / Which would I prefer? / Which…
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Forgiving Pharisees (More Difficult Parts)
The Earnest Redeemer: Exactly. The other disciples _want_ to protect Him, but between you and me they’d be useless against armed guards. And deep down they know it. You’d actually have a fighting chance of distracting them long enough for Jesus to escape / Simon the Zealot. If that’s what…
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Psychologue: Sweet Baby James
James: Wait… I know that look. You are trying to find a way to tell me a painful truth I don’t want to accept!
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Sex 406: Oz Together Now
Klein. That’s awesome! Let me just grab my oil can and we can hit the road [rushes off] / Earnest. [to Reflection] Why would he need oil? He is just made up of mathematical abstractions. / Reflection. [shh] Not so loud. You’ll hurt his feelings. / E. Feelings? He hates…
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Hello, Resentment (The Difficult Parts)
“I need you to be who **we** are. That is the only way anything will ever get better.” — Resentment
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Young and UG: HeartSync DeBrief
3:00 PM, Wednesday, March 6th, 2024 The scene is a forest clearing by moonlight.A lonely hut sits in the middle.All is silent. A small boy slowly creeps out of the woods towards the hut.He avoids the door, but scratches softly near the window. Young Ernie: [whispering] Ug! Ug, are you…
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Sex 404: What The Deuce?
You are used to thinking of war as the opposite of peace. / But I know that they are two sides of the same coins. / Twins, if you will…
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Sex 403: Not the Bees
I see an elderly yet somehow ageless woman / Smiling maternally at the bees as they go about their business. / Without thinking I blurt out… / The Earnest Redeemer: Don’t trust them! They will fail you. They won’t live long enough to fulfill their purpose!
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Sex 402: Big Sir
Father Time: You’re not listening. And even if you were, Sex is not a thing you can comprehend with words. It must be experienced. Stop talking. Look!
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Sex 401: Love and War
The Earnest Redeemer: Okay. That, right there. Specifically, there’s two distinct dimensions of Sex I don’t know how to reconcile. 1. Love (indicating Aphrodite) seems inherently symmetric. Sex as mutual pleasure, mutual consent, mutual joy to build the long-term parental partnerships undergirding a family. 2. War (glancing at Ares) is…
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Gut Check, Inc.
I find myself on another plane of existence. Talking to some sort of a stomach thing. GutBrain: I am not some mere “thing.” I am a highly-evolved neural complex. Far older than you, you neo-cortical whippersnapper!
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Cheapskate, Inc.
Earnest: Whaddya mean? Aren’t you the persona that flails me when I waste food, time, or money? / Cheapskate: No, sir! I’m just pointing things out. I’m the accountant. Not the enforcer. / Earnest: Um, then who… / Cheapskate: Meet Guido. / [Hat tip to Myth Inc. Link]
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Man[ager] of War
Your most urgent and important problem is that you don’t “own” what you truly want — especially the price you must pay to get it.
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Lecherio: Eleventh Night, or As You Love It
Lecherio: [angry] Damn you! Why must you be so annoying? / Fool: [mimicking Lecherio] Why must YOU be so annoying?
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Orsinine: Eleventh Night, or As You Love It
Hat tip to William Shakespeare Act 1, Scene 1. Orisino: Fool! Play me a love song. Fool: But I thought you wert sick of being in love with the Lady Olivia. Art thou even more fool than I? O. Exactly! I want to gorge on love and vomit it up,…
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The UnGiver FINALE, Part 6/6: BloodHeart
“Strike me down, will you? Ready to take my place, and inherit my powers? Do it, then! Let someone else bear this burden, this unending torment. Kill me now, and damn yourself to hell.”
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