an uncooperative oven

and another visit to your kitchen

Going back to your kitchen. 

Imagine your stove. Imagine telling your stove: You are not there! You do not exist!

But unlike yesterday?

Your stove refuses to cooperate with the reality you wish to inhabit. In this version of your reality, your stove persists in its existence despite your pleas for it to behave otherwise.

Take it further. Imagine turning on the stove - preparing dinner. There’s a pot of pasta there boiling away. There’s sauce in a pan that’s going to start bubbling over onto the stove any minute.

Do the same thing. Shout at the stove:

You do not exist!

Damn thing still won’t cooperate. 

The stove is getting desperate meow. The pasta is boiling over. Smoke is coming up from below the tomato sauce. And splatters? It the stovetop looks like a Tarantino set after a day of shooting.

This calls for drastic measures. Pull out your Magic Wand of Denial!

Shout once again:

YOU DO NOT EXIST!

Nothing happened?

Right. 

Shit.

You forgot to wave it.

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It’s like the old saying goes

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