Photon and Dog
reacting to each other:
Dog was taught
to act like he is telling humans what to do, as he manages what they claim is
their work, while he learns how they are, at times, made up. He was taught by some nine year old child who
picked him up out of the park and his parents didn’t pay attention to him when
he brought something home as long as he cleaned up from himself. The dog lived outside at first, being served
food that the kid intentionally refused to eat but hid it so it looked like he
ate it. After six weeks his parents noticed him playing with and directing the
dog in the back yard. They asked, “Who
owns it?” The kid said, “I don’t think
anyone does. I’ve kept him alive for a
few weeks and did not see any report in the village paper or posted on
telephone poles about a lost dog. He was
allowed to keep the dog fed and cleaned and healthy in the house. When the kid was a senior in high school and
about to go off to college the kid taught the dog the things he himself had
learned and was supposed to do and did from his side job, side from learning at
school, to pay for the kid’s growing education.
He cleaned, and then took menu orders, and after a while cooked food at
a neighborhood restaurant that had a racially insulting name. The dog learned well what the kid taught, not
taunted, him. At the end of summer, when
the kid was getting ready to go off to college, the dog took his place,
unnoticeably, they noticed him there doing work but did not notice he was a dog
instead of the kid. After a few years
the dog’s boss madly made him into a temporarily replacement manager and sent
him off to several of the racially insultingly named restaurants in the
neighboring state where the owner managers were taking vacations or going to
the hospitals or spending a few weeks in jail.
The dog would temporarily replace the manager officially to order the lower
class employees around, but the dog did the work along with the lowerly treated
real workers at those working places. He
made it look like he was managing them but he was also directing them and
working with them
Meanwhile, Photon
pushed and pulled on various waves, light, sound, magnetic, and atomic
manufacturing particle relations and reactions in order to keep them separated
and observed. He usually tries to stay
away from atomic and gravitational waves.
Soundular and sonar seem at times relaxational. A visiting group of greeting and greating
meteors came close to the sightable nearing ripples nearing earth. The Photon jogged with them and took an
interest in the multiple bringing near areas covered with humans and human
controlled substances. The Dog,
appearing and appealing as human like construction gave the Photon a happy
feeling. The Photon wanted to be more
happy so he echoed the Dog’s wave like substantiation to and into that racially
insultingly named restaurant that the Dog was night cooking and cleaning so the
real working human groupings that the Dog recently drove his car in an order
from the previous state’s food provider managers directed him to do.
While burger
grilling burning the Dog’s hand directed the Photon to push the Dog to walk in
front of a working worker who actively replaced the Dog making eatable food for
paying customers in order that the Dog could go and drive himself to the
village’s hospital, with the Photon actually controlling the driving directions
and driving speeds to avoid hitting other cars, in order to have the Dog’s
human acting like paws and arm like connector relieved and healthily encouraged
skin and flesh coverings, so the future will be as good as the past.
A waitress
interview here and a food court plate and eating utensil efforter interview
there and the Dog and the Photon safely relieved fifteen different restaurant
buildings’ real workers the missing and insulting directions of fifteen
different yet the same like company owners agreeing visualized and commanding
sounding restaurant managers.
The well
monetarily updated owner but not worker of those many namely insulting
restaurants avoided a judicial payment closed the worker activities across the
country. This caused the Dog to get
encouraged by the Photon to go to night school and learn and memorize
mathematical engineering techniques while being paid to be an assistant manager
and again worker at a downtown big city’s shoe sales location. After learning and earning a well recognized
piece of certification, the Dog efforted regularly establishing, and being paid
for his Photon encouraged establishing activities making a working usable hand
held conversation sellable working pieces.
A human
here. A development there. A safe energy following grouping of
attractions and repulsions finally got the Dog and the Photon to use similar
wordings and partially and agreeably noticing and living along with and
friending each other.
The Dog acted
like a human at work where he designed and corrected enginerically
conversational equipment. The owners
owned bosses believed he was a human.
Most fellow employees believed his acting skills that he was, usually
nine to five, a human. His fellow worker
learned on his own and with close actions, that the Dog was a dog. That friendly, kindly worker treated the Dog
like a human in front of other people, and treated him like a friend close to
each other. Over the years several of
the other fellow workers and supported workers and even some of the supporting
workers learned that the Dog was a dog and treated him friendily when they were
around and reacted to him, with him there or not.
The Photon lit up rooms in the Dog’s
not dog house, in order to help the near by humans to believe the Dog is a human and himself and family
and friends are in different areas of the house at different times of the
twenty four hour days. The Photon also
road, enjoyably to himself and not enjoyably to himself, thought waves and
shock waves and anger waves and like waves.
A magnet here. A proton
there. Here a black hole, there a
neutron, every time goes on beyond.
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