Conversations with a Bafrable


The man looked intently at the bafrable and said: "I see people moving into groups. They seem to think they are coming together. They hunger for acknowledgement and comfort as they group up; but they're actually just separating from the others."

The bafrable waited a moment for the slight breeze: "I don't care so much about groups, I usually try to sit where I'm not supposed to."


She asked the bafrable, "What were you like when you were younger?"

The bafrable ran outside smiling, and said: "Come with me and see!"