he shouted from afar the Word
that was never spoken.
this is !deep trance.
“The damned non-rusting steel rusts!”
You never came out of your trance.
And they didn’t specify what he was deep about.
But they too, too.
And their trance is not the same as yours.
If it’s “deep” and how to get in and out
Are you a climber?
There must be a ladder there.
Faust looking at the world of flowers.
Oh la la.
There are no flowers in this species.
But all the depth there is presented in the finale.
Yes, it turned out to be not very deep.
But
“My voice will remain with you.”
And they didn’t specify where he would stay.
And you will stay there with him too.
Hypnosis is insidious and I am a hypnotist.
Regardless of the matter.
And they didn’t specify
and what did you actually do?
I don't have time for that.
I don't have any time.
This is my trance. I share it fussy.
I have no time at all.
How do you make yours?
Of course it's a trick question.
Well, yes, and in its intention this is not a question.
How did you guess?
Erickson, they played along with you.
They didn't sleep.
This is mass hypnosis.
It’s a deep trance and they don’t know how they got into it.
Has one thousand nine hundred and forty-one arrived?
Really? Oh my cookies!
One thousand five hundred what year?
Well, it's really deep.
For there to be a trigger there must be a barrel.
But the trigger is enough for them
Well, here's a click.
When you hear a sewing pin fall on the floor tiles.
Erickson, look, this is a session of mass suggestion.
Tell them they are all ants!
Tell them anything.
And then you and I will just be left alone.
Like, yes, a training simulation of “the lady in red.”
Well, you know, you're consumers of popular culture.
the images are like a carbon copy.
Like Faust and Mephistopheles, what else?
Inquire.
Literature lovers also have poor imagination.
But horns only appear in those areas
Where to raise cattle.
Think about it.
Your eyelids become heavy and
Eyes close.
Of course, on the count of three.
What you see is not for your eyes.
What you hear is not for your ears.
What you feel is not for your feelings.
But I expect movement from you in response.
You move the way you always wanted.
Why can I expect something from you?
And look around.
What do you see around?
Password to break out of trance?
Sorry, but he's not there.
Well, they forgot to come up with it in a hurry.
And you? were you hoping to wake up?