At the heart of much speculative fiction (and fiction in general) is a question. What if? On Tuesdays I like to throw one out there and see what you make of it. Do with it as you please. If a for-instance is not specified, feel free to interpret that instance as you wish. And if you find this becomes a novel-length answer, I'd appreciate a thank you in the acknowledgements.😉
What if inanimate objects were alive in another dimension? (What if we're the inanimate objects there?)
My guitar would probably tell me 'Dude - learn how to play!'
ReplyDeleteI'm not entirely convinced we're not the inanimate objects.
ReplyDeleteI can just imagine what the mirror must be saying when i first look at myself in the mirror in the morning especially when I floss
ReplyDeleteI'm sure only nice things :)
DeleteMy computer has already punished me enough. I dread to think what it does to me in that other directions.
ReplyDeleteNow that's a thought...
DeleteI tend to name inanimate objects I like. Talk to them, too. But the idea of me being an inanimate object, well, I hope I have an owner like me.
ReplyDeleteInteresting thought. I'm not sure I would relish the thought of being inanimate.
ReplyDeletebetty
happy new year.
ReplyDeletehope everything goes well with you and family
Thanks.
DeleteThat's a cool thought. :)
ReplyDeleteCool? Or creepy?
DeleteThat would be very strange, and I think Frank Herbert did something like that in...The Dosadai Experiment. There were chair dogs and once you sat down they conformed to your body. Kinda creepy.
ReplyDeleteWhat a riot it would be, with so many things alive around me!
ReplyDeleteWe've got to wonder what they're thinking ;)
DeleteMaybe they're alive in this dimension and we're just not paying attention.
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