2/12/17 04:21 pm - lifeguarding lessons
But you have to stop yourself. Because there are some people you can't save.
Because those people will thrash, and they will struggle.
And they will try to take you down with them.
Her business card is made with thickened, almost lightly waxed stock, the paper pliable but unyielding, soft despite this stiffness on the back is perched a crimson-coloured sparrow, small inside the card which is plastered with a wallpaper of leaves on spindly, skeletal branches supporting the luxuriously coated flier, feathers dipped in wine, his eyes wide and searching out from the center of the card, the opposite front side on which sits the same bird, presumably, smaller now and pensively staring across the horizontal wire on which he stands.
The feathers appear to have taken on a psychedelic quality. Her name is Jane, she's a psychotherapist in training with a background in the dramatic and theatrical arts, she has a high voice with low volume and resmebles one of my college professors.
And she's my therapist.
That's all for now. Finally!
Thanks millions for taking the time to listen to me. I hope we can get together soon, I really need you right now. I just wish that everything would get all better for my family again and I can be happy. But as of now I know that it's not giong to get better, but what I do know is that when it comes to you I am so happy. Call me soon or whenever. I love you never doubt that.
Gaius Baltar stands in his laboratory, smoking. He steps forward watching other passengers and members of the Fleet pass by in the corridors of the Battlestar Galactica. They pass slowly with deadened, flat expressions.
Baltar: There was an old footbridge ... over the Euclid River. Used to go there when I was a boy. Fish try and swim upstream. They're mesmerizing. I envied them. Unaware as they were of the wider complexities of life.
Standing in the doorway, the camera pans out to reveal Virtual Six leaning against the opposite side.
Virtual 6: You're beginning to see human beings as we see them.
Baltar: What I see are Cylon faces. Everywhere I look. Sharon told me there are eight Cylons left in the Fleet. Why didn't I ask her who they were? If that idiot hadn't have shot her. Why is it when things go wrong, they go wrong so well?
Virtual 6: Gaius. You get yourself far, far too worked up about these things.
Virtual 6 drapes coyly across Gaius' shoulders. He continues to watch the people walking past. Virtual 6 watches them, too.
Virtual 6: They do have it easy, don't they?
Baltar: They? Why are you talking to me like I'm not one of them?
Virtual 6, suddenly disinterested, saunters away.
Virtual 6: In some ways you never were. You have a path. You will be spared their fate. For once, Gaius, you can stop manipulating the world and let destiny take its course.
Virutal 6: If there's one thing we know about human beings with certainty: they are masters of self-destruction.