Dee: No, exactly. You know what's really crazy? Writing. I remember the first time I saw writing; I was confused. This rock... looks like it's speaking? Listing items and quantities and such... It wasn't quite a picture. But I knew what it meant. How did this happen?
(The panel shows a scene in the background of Dee as a Sumerian goddess, looking at something in her hand, while someone lies on the ground next to her and two others approach with dismay.)
Dee: When I finally noticed people making the marks it was like, oh, right, duh. Then I accepted it and moved on, I guess.
(Panel shows the object in her hand: a clay tablet with proto-Cuneiform inscribed upon it.)
Dee: Sometimes I think about it too hard and it stops making sense again, though. (There, does that all feel okay?)
Emily: I wonder, since you're a kind of symbolic signifier yourself, if you just have a natural affinity with words and numbers. They're like, your cousins.
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Alt text: wow this rock knows about beer!










