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Delectable Mountains 3
The document is a short story about two characters, Mip and Mop, who are trying to shortcut their way into the Land of Beulah without putting in the required work. They attempt to fling themselves through by writing on a stone but hit a firewall and fall. A shepherd tells them there are no shortcuts and they must put in hours of work to properly understand. He introduces them to a homunculous who can help them if they learn "a bit of their language". The shepherd begins teaching them by scratching the word "<head>" on a rock, causing the landscape to take on signs and omens.
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Delectable Mountains 3
- 1. geniwate.com/admin/mipandmop Concept based onThe Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan, and written for Networked Media and Contemporary Media Work Practices, courses at RMIT University (www.rmit.edu.au). c. geniwate 2012
- 2. ‘I’m sick ofthis’, announced Mip grumpily. ‘Let’s just A HREF ourselves into the Land of Beulah.’ They wrote the requisite text on the stone, and were presently flung through the air, but this time they received a nasty shock - they hit a firewall, and fell peremptorily to the rocky ground. The sky was flashing and beeping an alert: PASSWORD INCORRECT How embarrassing.
- 3. One of theshepherds could be heard guffawing in the background. Soon enough the goats started laughing too. There are no shortcuts, he sputtered. Oh, there might be a few that look good on the surface, but you’ll soon find that the superficial stuff you can do for free and quick don’t get you anywhere. You’ve got to put the hours in. Look at me, for example. They did, and he was not a strong role-model with his goats and his boots. Rely on the shortcuts, your understanding stays limited, and when you run into the wall you won’t know how to get around it. Not that you have to memorise everything. But you need to know what to do, or where to go, to find out.
- 4. But I don’twant to learn it, Mip complained. All this language stuff, it’s not me. It doesn’t use my talents, it’s not what I’m here for. Sure, but you’re going to at least need to be able to talk to people who are good at it. Look at this guy over here - and the shepherd waived his hand to his left. There, on a rock, in the same dun-coloured clothing as the rock itself, a homunculous was busily scribbling away. I didn’t even notice him, Mip whispered. They’re everywhere, and they’re happy to help you, but you’ve got to meet them half way. You’ve got learn a bit of their language.
- 5. OK, Mip sighed.Where do we start? So the shepherd led them over to their own bit of rock. ‘Here’, he offered. I’ll give you a start. And he scratched <head> on the rock. They heard a scraping sound behind them. When they turned around, they saw a fresh crack in the rock. The ground was moving under their feet. Golly, the landscape had gone all Signs and Omens.
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