The Art of Psycho Therapy...

Muzzy's Forbidden Planet

"3 percent interest? My mortgage was 15 percent in 2001."
Muzzy grimaced.

Adam laughed, "I was born in 98."
Adam's eyes widen, "Ann Francis?"
He sipped some ice tea and gasped,
"But, Forbidden Planet was over 50 years ago.
You look exactly like you did in the movie."

"I'm not Ann Francis. I'm Altiar."
She smiled and sat down on the couch beside Adam.
She was dressed in a short white shirt with white flat sandles.
Muzzy chuckled, "I dreamt her up. It's a meditation technique I've developed."
"Oh, come on. She's real." Adam ran his hand along Altiar's thigh.
Muzzy snapped his fingers and she vanished.

Adam lept to his feet, "What the hell? I could feel the warmth of her body."
"It's amazing how easily our senses can be fooled," Muzzy smirked.
Muzzy handed Adam some prezles and flipped a casset of Forbidden Planet into the TV.
"I've had a lot of fun with Altiar," Muzzy remarked.
Altiar popped back on the couch between them and ate some prezles.


Reflections~If the universe can pop out nothing, then why can't Altiar do the same?


Vertago
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