The Lesson Of The Box Of Statues
"One of Mr. Noodles' favorite things to do was to sit in a box and be completely silent
He would not move at all, not even a hair... He would just sit there like a statue and have so much fun
When you sit in the box of statues you have everything!
Would you like to sit in the box of statues? Oh! It's so much fun!"
"No thank you, Mister, I just want to go home now"
"Mr. Noodles is not interested in your perceptions
He is not interested in learning anything from you or knowing anything from you
Everything that is necessary is alrеady there within the box of statuеs
When you look into the eyes of Mr. Noodles, all you will see is an ocean of shifting microexpressions
All his faces moving in conjuction, expressing, re-expressing, interpreting and reinterpreting
Mixtures of feelings all coalescing... He will cast spells and you won't realize it until later
You'll just think about Mr. Noodles and wonder if he was a witch... Was he? A little tiny one?
Tiny, maybe... But a powerful one if he was ever able to overpower your powers!
And when you look down into Mr. Noodles' eyes... You'll see everything, and you'll see nothing!
All the 'What if's?' and cancelled timelines and obliterated futures
To all the decimated, to all the eradicated
To the place where only this decaying moment no longer exists
And then there's nothing left at all!
Nothing except the glare of Mr. Noodles glistering so brightly
This is when the nothing becomes everything again!
And then the nothing becomes nothing again
This is the lesson of the box of statues
Where every direction leads to the same place
And this is how we will find Mr. Noodles because he is right here
He is right here... Only in another place"
"Did you say something?"
"No, Mister..."
"Mr. Noodles wants to study you and memorize everything inside of you
With deep penetration ablaze until all of you is known
All of you will never be forgotten, never ever and not ever!
He will never forget you and you will never forget you
Because no one ever could... For it's his benediction!
So I ask you why? Why won't you look into his eyes?
Why won't you look into the eyes of Mr. Noodles?"
"But we don't know where Mr. Noodles is? How are we going to look into his eyes?"
"Oh, yeah... Where is Mr. Noodles? He must be terrified!
What if he got stuck in the Dorito bag, and he's just laying there screaming?
Here, have a drumstick... Let's drive some more, we'll listen to more popsicle music"