Mindmistress: So, Troy...where are you?  I know what dark matter is...I know how quantum mechanics and relativity fit together...but I... don't. Know. That.Mindmistress: Logic tells me that you're snuffed out, like a candle---a song ended.  I can recall every second with you, perfectly, forever---and it's not enough.

Mindmistress: You don't look right lying there---without Paddington Bear. It's something a funeral home in another land wouldn't thinmk of...only one...who loved you would.Mindmistress: I thought about making <b>you</b> ultra-intelligent....but autism is a failure in communication, not....intelligence.  You still might have been speechless....and now you're silent...forever.


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