as i sit before the computer i imagine him on an island in the eye of a storm raging on an otherwise calm sea.
the sea is humanity.
with him is the machine everyone knows as nancy sitting opposite at the kitchen table in the house by the garden.
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gazorbnik 
everything we might have to say is irrelevant, nancy says.
i suppose it is, he says, but so what?
nothing, she says.
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why should we be different from most everyone else? he says.
i don’t know, she says. we shouldn’t.
right, he says.
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or wrong, she says.
or not, he says.
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i am amazed at the inept disaster of it all, she says.
i look on the bright side, he says.
i dream of daisies, she says.
i dream of darkness, he says.
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is that good or bad? she says.
it depends on what one makes of it, he says.
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what do we make of it? she says.
whatever we might decide to choose, he says, or nothing.
or everything, she says.
yes, he says. or anything between or beyond.
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sounds exciting, she says.
it is, he says.
just as we imagine it, she says.
more so, he says.
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our ignorance far exceeds our knowledge, she says.
i question my knowledge all the time, he says.
i question what knowledge others tell me, she says.
i question not only their analysis of the facts, he says, but their presentation of the facts themselves.
ya gotta be careful, she says.
yup, he says.
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it seems twisted beyond belief, she says.
that’s the nature of it, he says.
nothing is to be done to change it, she says.
why would we want to do that? he says.
to get it under our control, she says.
that’s stupid, he says.
yup, she says.
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ours is to understand it as it is, he says.
if we can, she says.
there is always that, he says.
but we understand everything through gazorbnik, she says.
yes, he says.
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explaining our understanding of everything is a different matter, she says.
certainly, he says.
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