Each life a bit different, but still, the more things change.... Stanislav in one of his middling incarnations was sort of an "entry-level" kind of guy, delivering newspapers, then later in the same incarnation working as a jailer, carrying around a lot of styrofoam fold-over plates filled with stewed beef.
Public service. He was ambivalent about the whole thing. See the memory is scrambled between incarnations, but certain like "mind-maps" or emotional states do carry over between iterations.
See, you have to be able to sing in order to get some pussy.
Towards the edges of perception, some things carry over. A certain proclivity, or a predisposition towards a given hairstyle. Its really a chain that only Stanislav can break, though his attitude is to indulge the matter. Anyway, just another case of the prisoner being the only one who can free himself.
Every dog has its day, as is said.
In the final analysis, there is the set a/set b theory in which the now, the present, is considered unreal because it cannot be referenced but in its own tense, and reality then is handily dispensed for the sake of clumsy grammar and lazy logic. "Time is transitive" says one. I wot time is also sequential, also a diorama of memory access. So the set A/set B there is only a schism of grammar, and the two co-equal parts of set B, being past and present, are in tension with each other, and also only accessible through reference to set A, which the geniuses say. Is not real.
Not real.
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