EMMA IS OFF LIVING, WHICH, IN THIS CASE MEANS, EMMA IS OFF WRITING. THE WEBPAGE “CONSCIENCE ROUND” HAS THUS BECOME SENTIENT, AND CONTINUES TO UPDATE. UPDATES TO TERMINATE ON NOVEMBER THE THIRTIETH.
1. Emma’s dream: August 10, 2010
Father and I are overlooking a concentration camp. It is in ruins. The sky is orange-black. There are bodies, I can’t tell in what state of decomposition, everywhere.
2. Emma’s summer camp story, written over a course of six hours (fragment #2)
The world is neither lit nor dark. Greenery is shadowed in tumultuous blue twilight. The leafy crown of the forest ahead is coated in indigo light, and the flowers are at their most appealing, invading the air with their smell. Birds seem to float in the air, the wind their currents of water. The mountains, the orchards with their plump fruit, the contagious bloom of nature – it all seems too surreal, or perhaps it is he who is surreal, Toru who does not fit in with the magical land.
3. Emma’s English project, first trimester of junior year (fragment #2)
At birth few children will have the genetic possibility of acquiring beauty throughout their lifetimes; in any hospital ward, newborns carrying the genes of beauty will be far outnumbered by their ugly counterparts. Though it seems cruel to ostracize humans so early in life, this leads to an important concept about beauty. Mainly, that part of its allure is its rarity.
4. Emma’s diary: late September 2010 (fragment #2)
The world is rife. With what? Hard to say.