2014-10-21
Original: 2014-10-21 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (balding, in yellow shirt): WHOA, WHAT ARE YOU?
Panel 2:
Grinning figure (the man's double, in yellow shirt): I'M THE PHYSICAL EMBODIMENT OF YOUR SELF-PERCEPTION.
Panel 3:
Man: MY SELF-PERCEPTION CAN FLY?!
Self-perception figure: OH, NO. I'M NOT FLYING. I'M STANDING ATOP A HEAP OF NOTHING, AFRAID TO LOOK DOWN.
Panel 4:
(The man, now frowning, stands beside his self-perception figure, both looking unhappy.)
Panel 5:
Man (now a small figure at lower left, dejected): THIS PUPPET THERAPY THING IS STUPID.
Self-perception figure (floating higher, grinning): OH LOOKIE! THE HEAP JUST GOT HIGHER!
Votey:
(No text. A close-up line drawing.)
Man (balding, in yellow shirt): WHOA, WHAT ARE YOU?
Panel 2:
Grinning figure (the man's double, in yellow shirt): I'M THE PHYSICAL EMBODIMENT OF YOUR SELF-PERCEPTION.
Panel 3:
Man: MY SELF-PERCEPTION CAN FLY?!
Self-perception figure: OH, NO. I'M NOT FLYING. I'M STANDING ATOP A HEAP OF NOTHING, AFRAID TO LOOK DOWN.
Panel 4:
(The man, now frowning, stands beside his self-perception figure, both looking unhappy.)
Panel 5:
Man (now a small figure at lower left, dejected): THIS PUPPET THERAPY THING IS STUPID.
Self-perception figure (floating higher, grinning): OH LOOKIE! THE HEAP JUST GOT HIGHER!
Votey:
(No text. A close-up line drawing.)
Alt text
A green-toned comic in five panels. A balding man in a yellow shirt meets a grinning double of himself, also in a yellow shirt, who appears to float in the air. The man asks, "Whoa, what are you?" The double answers, "I'm the physical embodiment of your self-perception." The man asks, "My self-perception can fly?!" The double replies, "Oh, no. I'm not flying. I'm standing atop a heap of nothing, afraid to look down." Both figures now look glum. In the final panel the real man has shrunk to a small dejected figure at the lower left and grumbles, "This puppet therapy thing is stupid," while his self-perception double floats even higher and cheerfully says, "Oh lookie! The heap just got higher!" Votey: a black-and-white close-up line drawing of two faces pressed close together, one grinning wide-eyed and the other open-mouthed, their arms tangled in an awkward embrace or struggle.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.