Conversation with alter ego reflection in mirror

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Hey you! Ya you dimwit! Don't look at me like that. Do you know who I am?

I don't even know who I am. How the hell should I know who you are? What's going on here? Are you hollering at me from inside the mirror?

I'm the guy that exists on the other side of this mirror! I've been watching you for a long time.

How can you be sure? Maybe I'm the guy on the other side and I've been watching you. Where do you get off calling me names and hollering at me?

Don't give me any of your lip. I'm savy to your silver tongued rhetoric and tired of hearing you bend the truth. I've been waiting a long while but I should've known better. You'll never change your wild, outlandish, notorious, reckless, unscrupulous and corrupt behavior.

Are you finished or just pausing to take a breath before you continue with your negative soliloquy concerning my character? What is it exactly you're insinuating with your slanderous commentary?

What I'm saying is you've got to modify the way you manage your life, sooner than later. Now what I've been thinking...

Now what I've been thinking.

Hey, stop screwing around, we've got some serious issues to discuss before things get out of hand once again.

Hold on, what things where, when, get out of hand? Is all you have to offer bad news ?

You just don't get it do you? I'm more than your reflection. Yes, I'm your exact double, except for behavior, that's where the similarity ends.

Let me ask you this? Who do you think has been saving your ass all these years, covering up your indiscretions, making excuses for your rash and uncouth behavior? When recklessness controls your sense of reason and you hop aboard the BiPolar Express and it drives you all the way to crazy then makes you walk back home. I'm the one that straightens out the curves and levels out the road making sure you get home safely.

What are you trying to say? Damn it, spit it out! Don't sugar coat anything, cut to the chase. And for a guy that's been watching my back, covering my ass and looking out for my welfare, you haven't done such a stellar job. Maybe you should consider a different vocation or retire. What do you think, Mr. Mirror Voyeur? Who are you to judge me ?

You ungrateful bastard! I was always there for you!

Exactly, you were there, but never here!

Who's the one that knows how much damage you've undergone and knows where all the bodies are buried? When you were waiting to be rescued and no search parties were dispatched, I was there with you. When the odds weren't in your favor and the cards were stacked against you, tell me where were your friends?

What the Hell do you want from me? Want me to apologize and be forever grateful? Listen, I do appreciate your dedication to a difficult occupation that I made more burdensome. I never created a clear road to travel. My actions generated substantial debris resulting with obstacles lining my path. So maybe I drank more than I should have, let drugs get the best of me, bringing me to my knees at times, fighting addictions that showed no mercy. Some would say I wasted a shitload of money and had more than my fair share of women. Quite possibly I took risks that turned out not to be in my favor. I've worn a variety of different masks during my tumultuous life in an attempt to hide my appearance from myself. At times I created a disguise so deceptive, I didn't recognize my reflection in the mirror. Or is it you that was fooled? That's all just fallout from a life of insanity and madness that exploded years ago.

You do understand that type of behavior can't continue any longer? Also it's in our best interest for you not to discuss our association with anyone. They'll lock us away in the Psycho Ward again! You'll be doing the "Thorazine Shuffle" and drooling all over yourself faster than you can say Randle Patrick McMurphy. Now I think it's time we terminate this conversation and continue at a later date. You appear confused, unfocused and I can tell frustration is about to manifest. I'd rather not have to deal with an episode of your displaced aggression.

Wait, you haven't explained how things may get out of hand!

Listen, just finish writing the book. You'll find the answer in the epilogue.

What book are you talking about?

Your book! The one you're writing.

It's far from finished. Tell me who the hell you are? Just a reflection, a vision, a hallucination, I'm confused? Who are you?

Who me?

I'm just an "Imitation of Myself"

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By Judge Burdon

From: Costa Rica