Open Mic: Deleted.

Preferred viewing: A dark screen/skin

The east wing of the copper-toned facility was a sleek
and eco-friendly structure, comprised of recycled glass plates
That provided panoramic views of the scenic landscape
A suspended walkway, that streched high above a slow winding river
to supply a transparent bridge between the coleridge and clinic
It was cold in September, though the snow hadn't fallen
but those autumn winds blew, and shook the oak, spruce
& ponderosa trees at the bottom, near a Rocky Mountain lodge
where each staff member lived in a modernized cottage
At the far end of the crossing was a holographic guide
of a model's height and size, who had a beautiful complexion
and some aqua blue eyes, her bosom was impressive & impossible to hide
behind her pixelated dress, which was virgin shaded white
and curvaceously designed, she was basically a "dime"
As that verbage would suggest: a perfect version of her sex
A simulated Kristine leahy without makeup and more breasts

"Hello, gorgeous."
"Hi, I'm Beth."
"Nice to meet you. My name's Jeff."
"I'll escort you, mind your step"

Next the sliding doors opened and she told me to go left
Blown away and so impressed with the incredible inside
full of high tech features that were geniusly devised
The interior was white - ultra modern - WiFi lights
and a wired-in device that could monitor my mood
and compute my vital signs via sensors in the room

"Is this facility brand new?"
"We just finished it in June."

Replied the flickering assistant as the interfance grew

"If my appearance seems unsmooth or electrically confused
it's the instruments and tools and the signals they produce
near essential base equipment that's intrinsically infused
with the system's CPU & a neural network that is intricate & huge."

As a student, I like Newton, tried to visualize the rules

"You exist inside a cube?"
"That's invisible to you."
"Than it's kind of like a soul?"
"Artificially induced."
"And this image is all coding?"
"Although, limitless as 'YOU', because my program's algorithm
is as infinite as two ... intersecting loops horizontally construed."
"That's an introspective view and admittedly acute."

She seemed really quite assumed as she quickly interjected with...

"What is it that you do?"
"I'm the founder of a school called the Human Institute."
"I just googled what you meantioned. Your initiative is listed
as, 'Trying to find God through the gift of Quantum Physics'."

Her inquisitive pursuit was both interesting and cute
she continued with a question that was innocently shrewed

"And what brings you to our clinic?"
"I've heard rumors you've invented..."
("Well, the principal inventor is really Dr. Schreber.")
"...a 'Morpheus Machine'. That can augment a thought
and re-engineer the scenes of a memory or dream."
"It's a serious procedure. Are you sure we should proceed?"

Said a silver-haired senior
(who looked good for 63)
wearing cybernetic glassess
and a 'Dark City' tee
with a long labcoat
over sharp diem jeans
that he cropped at the bottom
near his posh Nike sneaks

"Hello, Dr. Schreber. So finally we meet."
"I know Mr. Barish .. of what it is you seek."

He stared me in the eyes

"I advice you to rethink...
because this scientific treatment is entirely unique."
"Does it wipe my mind clean?"
"Of every single thing that was Bryan and Denice."
"I'm resigning in a week.Then I'm flying right to Greece
to live my life on a beach, that resides in between
...Mykonos and Crete in the ol' Aegean Sea.
Where my anonymity will ensure I'll never be
greeted by mementos of my murdered wife and teen."

"I have heard you and I see
that you mean what you speak."
...He sent me to his lab...
"Would you please take a seat?
...I did what I was asked...
"You'll be sleep in a blink."
...He slipped on the mask...
"When this sequence is completed
you'll be free of all your grief
...but first you need to think
of a perfect Memory."

I see Bryan at the beach."tie your shoes", said Denice.
The summer sun sinks and a dove gets released. Then suddenly there's peace...

Delete.

Cast: Jeff Barish, B.E.T.H. (Biometricly Engineered Transrobotic Hologram), Dr. Schreber

Good looking out, L. I appreciate that, my dude.

Ouch.

I know where you're coming from. So no hard feelings, my guy. It's all love and respect.