3 guys walked into a bar, and the rest is the story. Its Mr. Mic and two other people who Mr. Mic has invited.
He, after devoting a handsome amount of time to alcohol and friendships, moved on to greater things, but missed friendship and alcohol a lot and decided to get back to it, He says, ‘Intelligence demands sacrifices'. He persists further,
‘Being too much in real conversations is stupid. I guess most people just talk about rooting out evil or finding the truth and these are the only things some people can talk about. While the others are either evil or truthful.'
‘There was this one leader, who was progressive, said looking forward is the only way, he believed that we can be delivered from evil’
‘Not plain stupid. But we still rejected him very firmly enough. Because he was firm. These are things that can get you mad, being progressive. If you could hear him think, you would truly know about it.’
‘Some things I know only words could define. Because you see, a lot of work or time has gone into making these words, words like cruelty, marriage and the sort.’ I have had 3 wives, each more pretty than the other.’
For the 3rd one, love had to come a certain way. I am not sure I am like that. If I find love in the sewer, I will just dive in. In fact I once did. I can't say I am proud but I am not guilty of anything. Intelligence demands sacrifices.’
‘So with her, it was like going to a place you have gotten a privileged invitation, a place where it is just tough to be yourself but it is a thing about greater places or serious things is that being yourself is not easy, you can try, but it would be just not fitting to the space’
‘With the 1st one however, it was a place you want to go, where you don't feel afraid to be yourself, because things are going forward, from a place of imagination to reality. One has to be present, in the moment, in these situations.’
The 2nd one, with her, was a place I invited her to, hoping that it might be the place where we both could be ourselves. I felt I could define this thing. In other words, words other than cruelty, marriage and the sort.’
‘We are just three people talking.'
Mr. Mic marches away from the bar, forward, imagining if life will throw any more surprises in ways of greater things or spaces.
