Sunday, February 28, 2010

Black

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Dolly's terror is an island curse; blood strewn reproductive fluids periodically. Three electrodes signal a frequency for an affective effect; crimson plasma and physical angst. My brain is set aside from digital static to repel microscopic boxes.

".....teacher you are going to be pissed...really really pissed."

"When I realize I am not myself?"

"You will fight for your body."

"Will I win?"

"You already did."

"How?"

"It's your body and you know how to instigate rebellion without attempt. You're a natural."

"What of you?"

"...I work at a strip bar. I am unhappy but I eat turkey hamburgers."

Our hug is the remainder of long narrow passageways. I curse unpredictable clumsiness and tangible experience while walking through a silicone tunnel.

"I've been zoning your moves."

".......Bradley be more specific."

"You've been in and out of digital bullshit."

"I can tell the difference."

"What if you were not in your body?"

"What of my mind?"

"That is your body."

"Then...I will think of this and you."

"To explain the predicament?"

"No...to understand how crazy I am."

"1 is a number."

"2 is a game."

"3 is a child."

"4 is a family."

"5 is a star."

"6 is multiplication..."

"7 is where I stop."

"8 is when I desire a spider."

"...I dreamt a casket."

"What of it?"

"......decadence and simplicity."

"What of frightfulness?"

"...death is an experience....."

"Tangible?"

"I desire you to look as you do always."

"You desire to freeze me for permanence?"

"Yes."

"....hhmm.."

Gratitude is indescribable and unspoken; courteous words define complexity. I search within for what is without; I witness a hurricane.

"The planets are without earthen material..."

"They lack sediment."

"Earth is sedimentary yet tangible..."

"The planets formulate a massive cycle of mindless chemistry!"

"Victoria did that book hurt?"

"Your head must be swollen by now."

"How many counts is a time girl! I told you thirteen woes! I am exhausted! Learn it and go!"

"I adore you. That is why I abuse you."

"You are our student eternally.....every person who encounters you will see our vision."

"When we are gone you will be destined for confusion...what of you...what of me...what of those around you...what of curiosity? Will they discover you or misinterpret unknown reality?"

"Once is enough. Twice is my headache. I bid you my migraine girl."

"You are black. Tell people you are black. I am black. We do not wear white for the hell of purity. Black is certainty. White is arrogance...however I do believe when darkness is our arrival the absence of light shall become municipal justice...when this may happen is when I remember how much you hurt my feelings with your inevitable grievances!"

"Learn girl! Learn quickly! Learn for us! Every simple deed is your difficulty! That is your lesson for all of infinity! That is why you are here! Thus is why I exist. Give me a good time; I am counting for rockets and shuttle ships to discover none of us wish...we are...we shall...we do."

"The genie is a myth. The wish is a legend. Occurrence is a nightmare. Destiny is a religion."

"Violence is an angry zombie. Be a good guy amongst the game..."

"Little do you know how much you know."

"Bigger than an ego I am your fault."

"We adore you. You adore us. I hit you with sixty-five books. Did you notice at all?"

"You pretend not to listen to break in my sensitivity."

"I feel as though learning from you is my aptitude for materialistic devices...I hate them...I love you...I like you...I wonder if we will ever meet outside the classroom."

"Decomposition happens to those without composition. You shall always be your thought."

"To think is to shoot an arrow."

"The bow is your heart."

"Where you go we shall follow."

"Where you stop is where we fall."

"Come to us always."

"Come to your heart."

"Remain for my mind."

"Remain for your thoughts."

"Once more...who are you?"

"When you can answer this question you will see you are not smart."

"When you laugh at this question is when you will remember us."

"When you cannot play dumb anymore is when you are done."

"You will know deep within however our admiration for your brain will keep you safe."

"Omega three fatty acids feed cardiovascular gray matter; it gives you blood."

"Influence them to eat it so they will feel your love."

"Sculpt personalities with ultimate endurance and integrity."

"We will miss you."

"We will think of you."

"Cordelia did the same exact thing. If I could remember which one of you hurt me more I would be a fucking genius with wings to soar!"

"The pain is deep. It is the pain of you not being able to handle a test."

"This pain is ours. Make us well or we both shall suffer forever."

"Amethyst! Remember you are purple!"

"Remember your name girl. I hate for you to be known as girl."

"Pink! The ink is pink! The graph is pink! The numbers are pink! What is this pink?"

"Math is stupid. Just know how to count, add, subtract, and multiply. Division is futile, anything else is a temperature. Learn degree.....percentage is an average estimate of broken economies."

"Find me inside of your heart."

"I am the one with a blue tank top."

"Physical education is for you to eat tuna and realize what you look like. When you do remember I told you that you need to look good or we won't feel great. I need to feel great. You got that Amethyst? I need to feel like a spectacular woman. When I feel like a woman your octopus will digest into a full fledged member of a club known as sex."

"Sex is the word six with an e in the middle to distinguish pronunciation when you annunciate the vowel you will realize that sex is nothing but the number six with an emotional beginning."

"Your pants are big. You wear big pants. Mortals do not understand you need room for him."

"Shouldn't they be bigger? Think about him! Even when you don't know what he is!"

"He needs room to breathe."

"He has a tiny brain. Cut him some slack with slabs of swordfish."

"You cannot eat it until you are grown."

"Your chest will amaze you and I will know then you are an adult.....now if you can be one without thinking is when you and I will come to a state of now."

"It's a big ugly fish with a fucking sword for nostrils."

"That motherfucker can smell everything...you need to do that."

"Eat him raw when you can't grow anymore."

"Tuna is dumb. That is why it is so good for you."

"It won't hurt you unless you weaken your muscles."

"They don't know about fish."

"Maybe we shouldn't eat it but they eat us!"

"Damn buggers would devour a vamp whole given the chance."

"Especially the orange rough ones..."

"What is their deal?"

"A bad deck."

"Off with their heads said the Queen? Can we do it again?"

"What is her name?"

"Something starting with an e."

"Is she emotional?"

"She's an object of approval for tedious tasks of morality as appearance."

"Does she drink alcohol?"

"A shot would be a bullet inside your shoulder...silver ought to make you wonder why people hate you so much when they never thought about how they got here and why there are so many of them."

"Motorcycles are an extension of your appendages not your body. A car is transportation."

"If you fight do it for us."

"If you fight do it for yourself."

"If you fight remember you can die but remember you live too."

"If you fight think of your nose. They hit him because he is decent."

"So much blood....however do we love?"

"Red is not a color. Red is what we are made of..."

"Beauty is an understatement. Ugly is a statement. Gorgeous is a man."

"I disagree. He should let it hang."

"Zen loves you. You love her. Zen hates the sorrow which makes you ill. You hate the sorrow which makes her ill. Sorrow will separate you. Sorrow will end when you understand twas never real to begin with...only a burning sun fearing an eternal lunar eclipse."

"Violence is everywhere. Write to reminisce. Write to confuse people. Write because you have hands."

"The devil is the word evil with the letter d for demon. Demonic evil is attractive. Good is a number. Bad is subtraction. I desire zero. I desire a number. I desire too much for hell's sake."

"Hell is cold. Heaven is hot. People don't get it at all. What is up is deceptive. What is down is visual relation. What else is there?"

"Don't tell them you are from Siberia. They will figure it out when you wear shorts."

"The kid loves cold weather until he gets shocked with electrodes."

"The kid is growing up so slow. I wonder if he will ever know. This is not a show. I know."

"Digital people are not real. Digital people are surreal. Their emotion is a world undone."

"I don't know teacher. This hasn't even begun yet you question when the end will come."

".............you have really long hair. Not many people do. Except it doesn't look long because people don't understand circumference in relation to angular mathematical ambiguous equation."

"....I don't know child. All I know is that you are me."

"Amethyst! Say your name for me!"

"Medusa. I am your laughter. What will you do without me? Nothing will humor you. You will be ever so serious. I wonder who you will terminate."

"Starving will not kill you. Starving will make you eat yourself for recycling morphine and whatever else you should not of done. You will feel the emphatic woe. You will feel belly sick and dizzy. You will feel turbulence. You will feel the hurricane."

"It's a pissed off circle that will not stop spitting water and electrical shock."

"It hates mortals."

"It's a headache."

"I think it vomits icicle condensation for teary eyed lovers...but that's just a fact. Don't believe me....it's not like I lived for eight thousand realities...what is a year?"

"What time is it Amethyst? Make sure and tell me something ridiculous to make me worry ever so much all my teeth grind and my hair falls out."

"He is so ugly you will cringe and he will feel his ugliness from your reaction."

"She is so ignorant you will mimic dying emotions; she will deteriorate like pig discards."

"She is a perverted monster. When you refuse to acknowledge her is when she will officially be an angry criminal. The crime is hatred for little children that bounce on top of your couch while you dream about being another person who despises excessive covers...the act is disgusting."

"Try not to like him. He wants to be unemotional however he does adore you...I don't get him. You won't either. His crime is not against you but your feelings for him will give him a pleasant end for a credible beginning. He thinks you will fade into worldly appearance. He does not understand the world is not your person but somebody else. Give him your self. He will be a mouse for a second. Thus is longer than existence. He will come back as somebody's child. She will be a seamstress. You will dress in her house."

"Wow that was a lot. So much more to come. So much more to figure out."

"End it on a good note then dis-harmonize the tune."

"He wants to be your ass. A donkey that is!"

"She wants to give you milk. Boars are notorious lotion secretion yet picky for whom. You suffer from bad weather. Don't let her fool you."

"She wishes to roam a field you run through and giggle. Thus will be her enjoyment forever."

"They want to reside inside a cave near you. They wish for intellectual mumbling to reengage the arrow....don't be deceived by people's mortality as torment. The torture is mental. You are serene presence. They like you but they hate their self. They hurt you because they hurt their self. They in particular lacks guidance however the one is not so bad or good. He just wants to be your little friend. Give him a chance...his voice is soft...he desires your fertility for plain complexity...thus is simple...supple like an orange...clockwork is a broken hand...mercury is a mind...she is without the earth...watch her die...watch her return if you wish for clarity."

"He's little."

"Short guy."

"Big kid."

"Wish he had somebody to give him a chance."

"He likes movies a lot."

"The ones you like."

"He likes movies so much..."

"He thinks they are the greatest representation of indescribable emotion."

"He wants to see you in a new light."

"He defends you with a book."

"It's called the Bible or something like that."

"Something about ravens, witnesses, prophets, and confusing shit."

"He eats what you eat...except for that...she feels bad but you got to get rid of her for it."

"Getting rid of people is knowing what exactly they did. After that they cannot hide. Don't touch them after you understand they know what you are.....you cannot hide Amethyst. You are a real girl with chocolate crimson eyes."

"Her eyes hurt. She can't look at light too much. How do I get that to stop? I got to see what she sees. I got to fuck her up!"

"That woman Marsha is a doll. Inside her own chaos she is a figurine. A voodoo fuck me."

"Voodoo is for mortals. Magic is for spectators. Sorcery describes a fantastical notion. You are other than miracles and parables."

"Jesus is a moon. Jesus was a man. We call him a moon because he was sad."

"He said some stuff....he lived for thirteen seconds inside an analog fuck."

"People make too many pictures and animations."

"They don't get it at all."

"Defend him with your perseverance. He is your only confidant without surprises."

"I don't know. They call him Nathanial but his name is what you say."

"He tricked them with other babies."

"He knows it's digital."

"You told him...that hologram is a ghost...she dials numbers...sometimes you are her...sometimes you are there...sometimes you know...she understands this is not what you know."

"He thinks he is crazy. You think you are crazy. You both bought a shit load of tuna."

"He thinks you will die."

"You think he will die."

"Everyone dies! You are right but you are wrong."

"Wrong is a presumption. Right is not knowing how."

"You like him. You just don't know yet."

"He will use an actor for that."

"....make sure he knows he did not come out of her but has to deal with it again."

"I don't know where he comes from. Only that damn bird that fucked everything up can tell you and she refuses to talk! Maybe she can write. Look for her words inside your heart."

"Your heart is a weapon. The sword is a tongue. A katana is your name. Islands are full of sand."

"He has a twin; his twin knows your name...."

"He lives far away but only if you drive."

"He met you when you were a box."

"Let her have it. She thinks she is a handsome person but you are your husband. It's just a screw for your sunglasses....somebody really wanted that eye....that damn reptilian sliver you hide...god damn it Victoria...god damn it...that eye...that eye."

"Kevinya is your best friend. Can't wait until you miss him more than you can stand."

"Kevin is a vampire. Didn't you know already?"

"He's so noticeable. I don't know how else..."

"Apples. You eat so many apples....it weighs ten pounds for an American metric system! Get over it! It stays inside your vessel for seven moons underneath a blue light bulb!"

"God damn it Amethyst. Your name is Amethyst. You are a purple stone."

"She thinks you are a dream. Now she is unsure if she is awake."

"You are a dream. You are a fucking dream. Let them dream. You will be a dream evermore."

"They're waiting for you. Lard is hardcore gambling. Nobody is innocent but give them what they want to eat."

"He gambles. That's his fucking problem. You used to too....remember when you were a scorpion? How did you figure it out?"

"They told me a scorpion stung an alligator in a fight. They came together to form a frozen man...they said he was bluer than oceans and sadder than open heart surgery."

"What is your name?"

"It's not real...just go along with it until you go blind...you won't know when you do but you will feel lost...then you will be deaf...you will be so lost...that is when you will be a heart."

"....that black tub will do it. I saw it inside your hand. It's what he wants. Give it to him."

"That carrot tastes like fish because it's hydroponic. The tank is full of fish guts and you ate some...way to go typing head...and it tasted good...it was the fish's balls...god damn!"

"We dream you are us and we are you. That's why we say this stuff."

"We will be gone soon and you will be where you left off before the world came undone to dream another place for once amongst many possibilities."

"Grow it. Grow it. Grow with it. Become jealousy for heartburn."

"...say girl you look like somebody I saw in a world I thought I was...will you remember me when I see you wear shorts?"

"....I wish I knew why. I wish I knew why we are not what we seem. I wish I knew why you cannot get away from us....I wish I knew why we cannot get away from her...she talks too much...but you get a good grip of the words...at least you say what needs to be undone...this is understood...but you negotiate too much...this is everyone's mistake...remember when you talk...remember to trick her good...remember me...I am Moo Moo."

"Do cows really make that sound?"

"Cough syrup is purple. It tastes like bad juice. A lot of beepers drink it. It's got something in it that makes mortals happy...I hate it but what are you going to do?"

"He's not one. He's a real human."

"He saw that house. He cares about you too much..."

"Before you go...never mind leaving...just come back."

"The dog wants him."

"She thinks you are something else."

"It's a garden where some guy told a girl that snakes were cool and so they ate one...they didn't know it made them naked from the inside out...his heart was the size of a juicy apple...how stupid was that?"

"You will see me on TV. I like to cook. I like to eat. That's why I played you! We don't really look alike but who will know unless they study your face...I will call myself a name you will figure out...then I will be gone once you go inside. I hope the box form of me remembers you. I like you so much. You are like a cat! But you like dogs...I hope that is not all I like about you...remember me too...I'm the one with boobs."

"Yeah! I ate all of it for you. I can eat a lot of crazy stuff. Do you think people will watch it? I will call myself that name you call his apple. If I get big will you be my personal trainer? I will remember you when I eat a fruit salad. If that ever happens...I just hope I make it. After you go inside I will become digital then that will be so weird! Am I hero too? What is that anyways?"

"Yeah I know. I got to fix things up and make it look nice. I will name myself after a cop....what do you call them? Bobby?"

"....you're a cat I will be a cat."

"......that plumber game was the shit. I like that name."

"....I will be all grown up. By then I will look like somebody else! I will remember you when I see a picture of octopus...I hope I survive the box."

"....boo...."

"Damn it."

"God damn it!"

"...Cocoa Bear is a good name for you."

"Chocolate Boy...you are a girl but when you do things like that you are a boy. When you are chocolate you look like a bear. My goodness."

"...I don't know...it's oil...people eat it just because...some of it is not what it looks like...some of it is just fucking grease."

"You eat so many apples I thought you were a tree."

"I touched it when you walked by but you don't know I come from another world."

"I had to touch it! It looked like chocolate!"

"...I stuck my finger in one while you weren't looking."

"............milk."

"Eat an apple for me."

"He thinks they're pretty big but if you accomplish the tuna risk those will be endangerment of mental stability."

"If you are black I am blue. Kick his ass good."

"Your neighbors are crazy. You just don't live there yet...."

"Wow.....I saw it in my head...it was a box or something...but she is laying in a bed."

"London is not your home. It is your currency."

"Funny isn't it? Guess not..."

"She thinks you are there to protect her life...but you do good stuff...until you think about feelings for nudity...then you lose your self...then you lose your mind."

"....yeah they are there to do something fucked up. It's like a gang...every world they come back...find them will you and make them stop."

"It wasn't her but she gives her some. She doesn't know either....ravens like her backyard at night..."

".......well...you got to have a garage....I saw you riding a horse...that bike has a motor...she had legs...you got a white hair from a spider...somebody got arrested...somebody tried to poison you with an injection but you were a gray tower with wires. It made a wound inside your special organ...the thing that makes crystals...but that nasty green thing made it immune...he was somebody who pretended to like you but you never noticed him. He said hi at a gas station. You didn't even know he was there. They screwed him into a board and took out his spleen.....I saw him...he laughs and dies from the chuckle full of guts exploding...was it a dream?"

"I hope it goes away. It's so long and different...everybody sees it...you look so different...you got to understand...I came from there...I don't know how I got here...I don't want to go back but we will...we will...until it is complete."

"I used to think it was important to make money. Now I think it is important to die."

"It's green. I hate it."

"You were the one with chains. I thought it was from when I was a gatekeeper. That night I dreamed of castles and you were wearing an armored dress....this all happened before didn't it?"

"I dreamed you before. I will dream you again....I hope so...else I will be lost...you will too."

"...they steal from her...she likes you but she's a frog. The dogs bite her a lot."

"She got it because you said it was good stuff. She used it once and it blew her mind. She thought it was a dream....something about foxes and farms...something about a weed."

"They nibble on her hands but they bite because they are mad. She doesn't see their hands going through her things..."

"..........she knows you like the Buddha plant. She does too but you both got the same problem...a world that came undone..."

"She only sells the fish to people who don't eat them. She thinks they are people."

"Koi! We call her Koi! She is your daughter! Why is she walking?"

".....he comes by every so often to make sure you are there."

".....he had a dream you gave him a jacket. It was black..."

"He waits for you to bring something pink."

".....those women think you are an actress....they think you come to see pink...they know you know where everything is...they just treat you like a part of it...tis lingerie...tis a symptom...they do think you are very coy...they do think you are exotic artwork...they worry for your drawers and who might see what you do when nobody is paying attention to shock value."

"Except that one. She assures herself you are a dream...you come inside and look at pink...she rather not be crazy...but she is!"

"Well you are the living dead girl."

"...you thought all that stuff was a trick...it was...you tricked her...she gave up."

"The stuff! It was a bunch of ego trip nonsense. It made her crazy and she was really seeing it!"

"Her name is Marsha. We all know it but you won't remember."

"That's a sharp knife. She knows it...it is a curious thing...not that much though. Don't worry...tis utility for you...tis wonder for anybody who doesn't know you cook."

"They die except for him. Something about a vacation...she waits until he is gone then she tells you what is up...when the bird comes...wow!"

"She had an affair with him. He doesn't have any hair because he pulled it out!"

"She is a person with a black tub and fake eyelashes."

"She did it because it was foul."

"She never touched him but she did let him see her naked. Something about hot water..."

"....that's not what it looks like...he wonders if yours are real...he realizes they are when you wear the thing."

"He's a dumb ass....but he saves your life."

"Something about a nail on the ground."

"She talks to them because they owe her money."

"....it is that stuff in the bottle!"

Fiasco holds a crimson boy inside his left arm while I dangle upside down from his right; we saw blue lightening through the lagoon.

"!"

"!!"

"God damn! It scared you that much?"

"Fiasco! It was unbelievable."

"It was faster than the propeller alone!"

"Twas a fish."

"...."

"......I thought it was going to kill us."

"It can."

"How?"

"They eat blue amber stones."

"Why?"

"It makes them fast."

"They want to eat us?"

"No they just want to fight."

"It was huge."

"It was the size of a really long dolphin."

"....they eat those..."

"They eat dolphins!"

"Yeah the pink ones and the light blue ones."

"Why?"

".....they're mortal."

"..."

"Amethyst..."

"Ruby..."

"Did you see those bubbles?"

"Fiasco!"

"Must of been a straight migration...they killed every living creature in their way...those are dead fish and crustaceans....."

"Where are they going?"

"....probably following the dolphins."

"Are dolphins mortal?"

"Some of them mate with those fish."

"......what about those other fish that jump a lot?"

"........I do not desire to be upside down anymore."

"What if you had to do it all the time?"

"Time?"

"....a rhyme with a ticker."

"....why would I do that?"

"You smell like fish."

"...Ruby threw me into the pile of chuck!"

"I did not! Wait I did."

"Why?"

"....there was an ugly thing with claws! It was about to snap his ass!"

"That's a fucking crab child."

"Is that it's technical name."

"Ha ha."

"Don't laugh!"

"I just said ha ha it was an expression."

"I threw him back into the water."

"You are a fisherman."

"....Chocolate Boy..........what if you were a bat?"

"We would play stick ball all the time!"

"No he meant those little people with wings."

"I would wear spectacles and laugh about cake."

"......just making sure."

"What?"

"That you know about him."

"Who is he?"

"We had to let him go."

"Where was he?"

"He slept by your feet."

"What was he doing there?"

"Comparing his feet with yours."

"What?"

"He was measuring you."

"Why?"

"To make sure you fit."

".....where did he go?"

"............"

"Will he come back?"

"We wanted him to see the world."

"What's his name?"

"I call him Wayne."

"Why?"

"The way is near."

"I am going to hang upside down."

"We all will."

"Ruby jumped into the water."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I did!"

"Okay but why not...earlier!"

"I just figured it out!"

"Why did he do that?"

".....to save the dolphins!"

"Now I got to jump in there."

"I'll stay here and watch the stuff."

"What stuff?"

"The fish guts..."

"....we use those for bait."

"....okay then it's worth something."

"....................I should be upset but that made sense."

Renalto is expecting me; I kicked a fish's ass.

"He's got your fist blows all up in his scales."

"He cut me!"

"Their fins are razor blades."

"It burns and it won't heal!"

"It's your left hand..."

"Yeah! It looks like somebody stabbed me with a knife."

"It basically did stab you with a fin knife."

"It's fucking heavy..."

"......you beat up a fish do you know that?"

"It was all looking at me and antagonizing me..."

"How?"

"It just has this look about it."

"The fishermen hate them."

"....Fiasco doesn't care for their catch."

"Their game fish for crabbers..."

"Crabs are weird."

"White people eat them."

"Why do they call them white?"

"I don't know."

"....."

"Those damn fish kill fishermen and make them eye patched legless pirates."

"......Fiasco doesn't eat them either."

"Neither do I."

"I want to eat this one."

"You dropped him in the sand."

"He was heavy!"

"....those are a bitch to cut!"

"How do they do it?"

"....the fancy cocoa hunters use lasers..."

"Wow."

"Go take it to them."

".......do we have something with wheels?"

"There's a red wagon with black rollers."

"Okay."

"....how did you do that Chocolate Boy?"

"I punched him a lot."

"Where?"

"The lagoon."

"...."

"He pissed me off."

"...."

"He made a face."

"..."

"Their eyes move."

".....yeah...."

"You sound tired."

"....you want to eat him huh?"

"Yeah why else would I bring him here?"

".....he's all kinds of fucked up."

"....does he have a heart?"

"It's tiny..."

"Is it one?"

"Not really..."

"What is it?"

"Something that creates omega fatty acids..."

"What is that?"

"We call it omega because it is the end of mortals."

"....he scared me at first."

"They scare us all the time."

"How?"

"They rock the boat and leave dolphin fins inside our nets."

"They have some kind of weird lips."

"....we think one of them mated with a mortal person."

"They are people?"

"....I don't know Chocolate Boy."

"......"

"They eat them by banging them into rocks and breaking them down into pieces..."

"Do they eat the nice dolphins?"

"....they eat the ones who mate with mortals."

"Why do they screw animals?"

".........you can drink their blood."

"The fish?"

"Yeah....it's good with lemon and basil....add some white wine for flavor...."

".....how do you know?"

".........Amethyst told us..."

"She doesn't eat fish."

"She drank it's blood!"

"How?"

"She kicked it's ass."

"Why?"

"It tipped Tusk's row boat over."

"What was he doing?"

"Trying to bring her some silk for a dress."

"What happened to the silk?"

"He kept it inside his hand outside the water."

"......"

"She jumped in there and punched it a lot."

".........she's in trouble."

"...you did it too....Amethyst."

"She looks like me."

"......"

"She does..."

"....."

"!"

"..............it is a hell of a resemblance."

"I want to look just like her."

"....she's very....she's a little...she's got a small...she's a petite."

"......I eat a lot of cane juice."

"That stuff stiffens around your guts."

"Why?"

"Energy."

"What happens if I don't use it?"

"Somebody use it against you..."

"How?"

"It inflates..."

"Why?"

"....chemical proportions."

"How do I get it to go away?"

"....I hope other people feel the same way you do about that fish."

".............."

"Come back later....we got to wait until Boo Boo gets here."

"He pushes the button?"

"It's an arm thing that moves..."

"What does it look like?"

"A metal skeleton."

"...................they don't have brains."

"It's a blue ball or something..."

"He said they eat blue amber."

"....yeah.....it's crack for them."

"What if I was one of the rocks?"

"....naw....you're already the veins of an underworld."

"....what am I?"

"....a vampire."

"...."

"They believe in it."

"Who?"

"Some people I dreamed about."

"What were they doing?"

"Watching movies and making stories..."

".......what were you doing?"

"Laying in a hospital."

"How come?"

"...I dreamt I fell through a fucking rain cloud into a green ball or something..."

"Do they know who you are?"

"That's the problem......they make a bunch of shit up..."

"They give you a fake life?"

"Yeah...part of a trick inside a machine."

"What do you do?"

"....I'm miserable...I lay there...I think about how...why...what the fuck...I hear a bloop...like a blooper sound...you know what I am saying?"

"Yeah...like that noise the ice puck makes when you bounce it the opposite way..."

"That's water..."

"Uh huh."

"It was mechanical or computer sounding..."

"Computer?"

"Something I heard about...you'll learn about it."

"Oh."

"Anyways they said I had a head hurt."

"Pretend like you got sick from it and can't remember anybody."

".....if I remember that..."

"I don't like news."

"....Chocolate Boy!"

"Yeah that's me."

"Make sure and tell people you are black."

"Why?"

"It pisses them off."

"Okay."

"Come back later tonight..."

"She's in trouble."

"...."

"I'm her huh?"

"....almost..."

"I want to be just like her."

"I know."

"She's my hero."

"I know."

"Nadia is mine."

".....what about Ruby?"

"...oh yeah he likes her a lot."

"He sure does."

"What about you?"

"I want a cat."

".......huh...."

"Come back."

"...?"

"Always come back."





Friday, February 26, 2010

Closet Spaces

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Unhealthy mentality depends upon face value; everyone sees, everyone pretends, everyone is emotional however desperation is inhumane. Violence is an undergoing surgical procedure, we lay underneath a pendulum scalpel wishing for another world; the desire taints our essence.

"It's a whetstone. The doctors use it."

"What kind of doctor?"

"The ones you should seek."

"Ones?"

"One of each."

"I've been shot before."

"...I saw the burn."

"Do they know why?"

"Why you were shot?"

"Yes."

"I do..."

"Why?"

"Satan."

Satan - father of the sun, original source of flames, thought to be the dragon's breath, thought to be the tiger's bravery, unlike known theological scores of star shaped galactic masses bursting fire thus is nucleic ultraviolet purple with blood crimson throwers, preliminary light giver unlike any other, philosophized to be the spinal cord entry for eternal enlightenment, factually this sun is unfathomable due to intense magnetic electrical interference

"What about Satan?"

"Make them believe he is the worst thing that ever happened."

"Why?"

"So they resort to god."

"What of god?"

"It is the word dog backwards."

"No shit."

"....fucking weird ass people..."

"I like dogs."

".........."

"Do you think they will ever figure it out?"

"What that we're here and that's basically it?"

"What else is there?"

"The fantastic exploration of reality."

"Thus is a dream!"

"....will you ever know?"

"Where do you take me?"

"Home..."

"Where is that?"

"That god damn refrigerator you were digging for cocoa particles..."

"We must of been gone a long while."

"Yes..."

"What of the world?"

"....what of the people?"

"?"

"You will see them inside a box."

"Strange..."

"Is food that important?"

"I rather have my wife."

"Remember that..."

"I still must eat."

"So you can have your wife."

"Is she mine?"

"....perhaps if you can let go."

"Why should I let go?"

"So that you know."

"Know what?"

"What is meant to be will come back to me."

"What about me?"

"I am you too."

"What if they try to force another existence upon me?"

"It won't work despite the torture."

"How?"

"You are you and you must answer your own questions truthfully no matter who asks. You are quite another type other than control. Nothing will enforce you to act separately from the whole...even if thus is an antennae bore into a hole."

"....what if I lose myself?"

"You cannot."

"?"

"You are not a disk sitting next to a mole."

"What does he do?"

"Zap! You're home."

"Bye?"

"....you will hear my voice."

"Huh?"

"......I chose to be your reminder."

"Memorandum?"

"Literal sound recognition!"

"Deep coffee."

"That is what I sound like?"

"You will affirm my madness with your tone?"

"Absolutely. Tis my desire until now."

"When is now?"

"When there is no past or future..."

"What of the present?"

"Without a past or a future there is no present."

"Only now..."

"Good bye my friend. Remember good bye is to pass again."

Inheritance is sleep; Diesel walks, Kevinya covers himself with sheets.

"Take care of him will you?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"When?"

"Always!"

"....she won't remember me will she?"

"Will you?"

"When?"

"....I saw them in my head...."

"Do I see them?"

"...not until I'm dead."

"Why would you?"

"I haven't..."

"Me neither."

"I don't care for this dream."

"That motherfucker looks at your food."

"Why?"

"....he just got there...checking things out..."

"How does he get there?"

"You cue him into a trait."

"Why?"

"To prevent people's deaths.."

"I am at risk?"

"You guys told him if he fucked with you that the sequence would obliterate."

"...did he already?"

"Sunny you got to dream about going to jail...it's going to hurt a lot..."

"Then after?"

"....hazy people play you..."

"Then?"

"Some boy talks to you."

"What?"

"I don't get him."

"What about him?"

"Something about pink making him puke."

"For real?"

"Yeah!"

"I love pink."

"I know you do."

"She can't go on without pink....tis her cherry blossom bud."

"He's funny."

"What does he look like?"

"....people are mean Sun."

"I know."

"....really really fucking mean."

"...huh?"

"You got to stop eating so much fruit."

"....huh?"

"Pack on those veggies."

"I don't get it."

"God damn that's a lot of tuna but you could eat more..."

"Can you run and eat tuna?"

"No..."

"...."

"It hurts..."

"You tried?"

"Yeah..."

"Yeah.....all that raw chunk is deliberately a solid stationary muscle. All you can do is flex it."

"....I'm sad."

"Anyways he wasn't supposed to be ingesting that..."

"What?"

"....guess you will never get to know him."

"Who?"

"I don't get this dream."

"Neither do I...she sort of tries..."

"Nadia wears pink."

"On her tie."

"She wore a pink embellishment."

"To piss people off."

"....okay."

"Carrots, onions, celery, broccoli, peppers, garlic, stuff like that."

"With tuna?"

"Yes."

"Sounds really good."

"His stomach hurts a lot."

"From what?"

"All he eats is noodles."

"Why?"

"It reminds him of you."

"When does he come?"

"What if he doesn't?"

"Suppose I wait."

"So close yet far away..."

"She stole her pink stuff!"

"What?"

"Some stuff in a bottle..."

"For me?"

"That ugly pig skin face took it!"

"Why?"

"....it's poison."

"How?"

".....never mind."

"I like pink."

"God damn it Sunny! Stop eating so much fucking fruit. Go to the fucking store...the ravens can't score greens and herbs."

"Okay okay!"

"Not now!"

"When?"

"Oncoming now..."

"When is that?"

"Later!"

"....Diesel...."

"God damn that kid can eat a truck load of bananas and apples."

"What is wrong with that?"

"....do you know Amethyst?"

"I am hers!"

"She doesn't eat meaty fruits. Just melons..."

"I like melons."

"Kid's a god damn rhino stomach."

"So many noodles."

"This is a weird house."

"You haven't seen shit yet."

"She keeps forgetting she's there."

"......yeah well."



Thursday, February 25, 2010

Virtual Idiosyncrasy

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Ruby and I venture through boxes of hospital supplies while Doc Simpson stares into the mirror.

"I'm a broad."

"You're a dame."

"You're a lady."

Cordelia and Victoria sleep inside our loft; Diavolo guards them while Dominia eats my tuna fish.

"What the fuck is this?"

"It's a god damn heart monitor."

"....we're trying to make a game."

"A game?"

"A video game!"

"What kind?"

"Something so real you wouldn't know the difference."

"Why would you want to do that?"

"To be a hero."

".....are you shitting me?"

"....no...."

I sit cross legged upon a tapestry; this implosive wooden room is my sanity. Visions encircle me, trance is extraordinary, I watch a person devour fruit, vegetables, tuna, salmon, and drink green tea. The resemblance is remarkable yet I am precocious for unexplainable circumstance.

"....ooooh.....he likes....juicy...ecstasy."

"....he eats a lot."

"Weight loss?"

"Why?"

"Are you asking me?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"This hard stuff will become soft?"

"....why so stiff...."

"....possibly vascular compression...."

"What? What is that? That sounds bad..."

"Your heart is not in such good shape..."

"I knew that thing did something Rube..."

"What about mine?"

"I forget which one I just checked..."

"What's wrong with it?"

"You both eat some crazy shit."

"....huh?"

"It's not like irregular or high blood pressure....it's just not a hundred percent."

"Did you hear that?"

"....yes...."

"It sounded like the drum."

"What drum?"

"...........he is so curious."

"Feline."

"Andain?"

"Who is Andain?"

"Original whiskers."

"He's a fucking cat is that what you are telling me?"

"He curses quite often."

".....why do you curse?"

"Huh?"

"Was he cursing at us?"

"Bloody god damn motherfucking bloody god damn motherfucking..."

"Stop Chocolate Boy!"

"That hurt!"

"He's a blowfish with razor sharp fins."

"Ruby cursed too!"

"I did it quietly; thus is polite."

"Iman..."

"?"

"We want to eat it."

"...fine."

"She's cool Rube."

"She knows we are going to do it anyways."

"I want you to..."

"What about Renalto?"

"He ate it before."

"What about you?"

"We all ate it."

"Our turn!"

"Why does he look like that?"

Bluish black half moons deepen cloudy eyes, morbid breath reflexes carbon monoxide, this fish is without gills, three round indentations resemble pin needle cones, his skin is ghostly pale; ax blades surround every portion of his body.

"....he's a zombie."

"What the fuck....you two are wack."

"It's just a game."

"What would your children think?"

"....they'll play it."

"Avie kicked that motherfuckers ass."

"....Indie totally annihilated boss zombie number eight."

"The one with the hat?"

"What does it say?"

"Something about hunting deer..."

"That pissed her off huh?"

"Yeah it did."

"The lady with the big hair made Avie nuts."

"Which weapon did she use?"

"It was a sword."

"How did it make you feel babe?"

"I need more."

"No more..."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Cornelius."

"You must be a fucking god person."

"...."

"No answer tis true."

"Morphine..."

"It's not dirt or street shit."

"This is made specially for you and your friend?"

"....for the doctors and nurses as well..."

"Life is tough."

"Isn't it though..."

"That was a lot."

"...."

"Sixteen hundred milligrams."

"My arm looks like hell."

"I know how to get most of the veins to run clear..."

"How?"

"Come here."

Three taps a morphine geyser; stress releases through my pricking puncture.

"You're heavy."

"You're carrying me what did you expect."

"You look like a doll of some sort."

"You don't like my dress?"

"What would your people think?"

"Which people?"

"....cranes and chrysanthemum..."

"What of such?"

"Tis East Asian."

"They are everywhere..."

"....no tis not."

"How so?"

"Cranes will go wherever you go....chrysanthemum will grow wherever you go..."

"You're a peculiar man."

"You're a tossed girl."

"I look like a doll?"

"Yes you do."

"You're politically correct."

"Is that your job?"

"It makes a fuck load of money."

"What do you do with it?"

"....make buildings so people who go to jail can work..."

"Really?"

"Yeah why the hell not...they're loyal and dependable...well I guess anybody could be that way.."

"I spent a hundred years there."

"For what?"

"....hash."

"You're shitting me?"

"Is that a question."

"Quite literally."

"No I am not."

"Oh..."

"How do you find them?"

"We pretend to be inmates."

"What if you get trapped there?"

"....I have a companion."

"This humors me..."

"His name is Ambrosia."

"I know him."

"How?"

".....we go back."

"Where?"

"His blood."

"They are ice crystals."

"Yes..."

"Where are they?"

"You never met them?"

"Once this man came to me and asked me many questions....then this woman harbored me for a while...I was running from some people with green hard hats and camouflage."

Victoria it's me Del, I need a reproductive sample.

Del, no.

Victoria, I need to make sure.

Del, it works.

Victoria, where does it come out of?

I asked Zen. She said it works well.

Victoria, does it come out of the octopus erection?

I told her you called it my octopus erection and she laughed.

I understand why.

Is that how they get aroused?

Yes.

Where does it come out of them?

Tis a secret.

Give it to me!

Okay...

Three dots...

Don't make me laugh girl. There is a passage about seven and a half centimeters deep, three centimeters wide, I believe thus is clearance for extra stuff.

Stuff?

What color is it? Ask Zen...please...

Doctor this is Zen. It's the same color as milk.

Is it the same texture?

Yes and temperature of refrigeration.

What does it taste like?

Are you serious?

I was going to ask the mouse.

You were going to feed a mouse my husband's stuff?

He's a robot.

I do not know.

Why not?

It moves quite a bit.

What do you mean it moves?

It vibrates and performs tricks.

You're shitting me.

I am not!

What do you mean it moves?

You got what I got don't you Del?

Yeah.

You need to find out for yourself with somebody you care about.

No.

Why?

I'm a doctor!

All the more reason!

Theirs move too.

Whose?

The octopus.

He eats them.

What about you?

No way.

Why not?

It's for them.

Who?

Them!

Who is them?

I don't know. That's what this man and woman told me inside a wooden room.

I didn't think that thing was real.

You saw it too!

He looked so different. I told them that was not him and I did not think it wise to alter his diet.

What was he eating?

Tuna fish, fruit, and vegetables.

What's wrong with that?

Tis all fresh, tuna from a can, barely any granular energy for arteries.

Are you sure it was him?

Whoever he was I cared for him deeply.

It moves a lot.

What about you?

I got to go.

Why?

It moves a lot!

Name one after me please.

I'm done.

Already?

We have to adjust his pants when that happens.

It just starts moving?

I think it's my fault.

No...

Then how?

How often does he eat octopus?

Oh.

Does he eat it raw?

He eats their babies live.

What?

He swallows them.

Why?

Have you seen these babies?

I have one inside a tank.

Is it cute?

Yes.

Really cute?

No.

Then that's not the one's he eats.

He's my friend.

He eats the ones with noses and lips.

Ew.

Women have relations with them.

Who bears the children?

We're not sure.

Where do they come from?

Their encounters.

I don't blame him.

We don't want them swimming around.

How many legs do they have?

Nine.

How strange.

The other sea creatures will not go near them.

It's not an arachnid.

The ninth leg has fingers.

Do they have cups?

No. They are the ugliest things I have ever seen. Owls eat them too.

So do the falcons.

Hayabusa?

Yes.

Interesting.

That's all I really needed to know about the organ.

It's an organ?

It's a muscle.

How does it grow?

Similar to inflation.

His head becomes light.

That's a lot of blood and cellular division.

Division?

And multiplication; similar to a mathematical anatomical equation.

It grows really fast and gets very strong.

What does it look like?

A mushroom.

Is there skin over the top?

No.

Naturally?

Yes!

Mortals...

Yuck.

I wonder why they are like that.

We think it is nuclear waste.

I cut one off before.

Why?

He raped a woman.

Women rape men as well.

I cut one of those off as well.

What happens when they have relations?

Tears and bruises.

So they literally rape each other every encounter.

Yes.

Why do they exist?

For us to hate.

Tis why we exist?

I wonder this.

I don't hate them. I do not understand them.

They are not similar to human by logic; they are not similar to animal by logic. They do not care either or for none.

What world will delete them?

One we shall find out.

Will you be near my husband?

Does he need me?

Yes.

Why?

He injures himself a lot.

I know.

Do you need him?

Yes.

Why?

He helps me realize why I am a doctor.

Do you really want a sample?

I want to see what goes on inside of it.

It's just milk.

I met a man with a microscope; he showed me mortal fluids. There were germs inside of it.

Those things that move about and look like tadpoles and such?

Yes.

He doesn't have those. I don't either.

Oh.

Do you want somebody to have his baby?

How did you know?

What is her name?

I don't know.

Oh come now.

I call her Dandelion.

Why?

Her hair.

I want to meet her.

I know.

Well?

This is better than a telephone.

Writing is personal, informal speech is impersonal however speaking what thine writes is neither, how peculiar!

She needs a few bottles.

Not all of it makes babies.

How do you know which does?

I'm his wife!

Oh.

She will only need a few drops if even.

Why so many bottles then?

I'm his wife!

You make me laugh.

I do have a problem I need you to look at.

What happened?

A strange cut.

From what?

A fan.

A metal one.

Yes it was very sharp.

I know which ones you speak of.

How?

I saw a painting with a woman guarding herself.

It hurts a lot.

Put salt in it.

What?

It will clean it out then you may bandage it.

How long?

Until you want to die.

You are serious?

It kills germs.

Salt?

It's just a saying Zen. It works.

I will get you for this.

How?

Just wait until you have one!

One what?

You know!

I do but I don't want to admit to wanting one.

Why?

I'm a doctor!

My husband has something to say.

I need to go soon.

Why?

I'm a doctor!

Del what if I cut myself with a katana?

Why do you ask?

I had a dream about one.

What were you doing?

Sharpening it.

I saw it.

Saw what?

That was a nasty cuticle.

How do I take care of it?

You already did it?

How many times do I do it?

Damn it. The same spot!

Yes.

Wear leather gloves.

It will cut through leather.

What?

Leather is skin.

Wear chain mail.

That will scratch the blade.

Do you really need it?

"I'm bored Ruby."

"It needs to be more real."

"How real?"

"Ridiculous..."

"So real we don't know the difference?"

"Yeah!"

"Must he do that?"

"...dates..."

"She has curly locks."

"How will he know?"

"I will go inside the digital box."

"Digital box?"

"What of me?"

"You will watch."

"Digital box?"

"....I can trigger his memory."

"How?"

"....tis already happened."

"Yes."

"We cannot stop."

"Yes."

"What already happened?"

"History repeats itself."

"Pharaoh?"

"Yeah?"

"Why?"

"We never learn any better."

"I want a new story."

"We can't add anymore levels."

"Why?"

"Doc Simpson limited the electrodes."

"He needs to play it."

"He's dressed like a woman."

"We do that."

"Yeah but we don't have beards."

"Oh yeah..."

"How did he grow one?"

"Is it real?"

"Touch it."

"No."

"I'll touch it."

"Go ahead."

"Should I tug it?"

"No."

"I don't want to touch it anymore."

"Damn stoners."

"Who?"

"....am I really the worst little brother you ever had?"

"Yeah."

".....do you know how that makes me feel?"

"Yeah."

"And you said it anyways."

"Yeah."

"Do you have to buy so much lingerie?"

"I did in our world."

"Why?"

"It was always breaking."

"....why?"

"Too many hooks and adjustments."

"Did your boyfriend do that?"

"A combination of us both."

"....."

"Why so quiet?"

"....."

"What is your deal boy?"

"....."

"Thad..."

"....."

"I'll make you bread."

"....."

"It's pink!"

"....."

"Pink!"

Big play friend don't know what I did to pink man. He come into our hideout with bags. I told him not to put it there. He do it despite my protest. I squeak a lot. He don't mind my squeak. He plopped down big laundry bags full of GBP. I ask him where he get it from he said Great Britain. I knew that much. Money say GBP on it and have picture of some man. He point a lot and curse at the bags. I think bag number one is named fuck, bag number two is named bitch, bag number three is named shitty thing, bag number four is named hell of a sore, bag number five is named god damn motherfucker. He look angry a lot. I ask him why he did. He told me he did because it was boring. I shake my fist. He say it is too small to worry. I told him I would be big one day. He said he know but he must run because pigs have feet. I knew this would happen again. I have purple wings. I used to have horns but they fell off. Devil Fang told me it was because I looked too cute. He used to have a pitchfork tail but it fell off. I told him it was because it poked his butt. I miss him. His pocket was hard to get out of. Ambrosia froze twice and so did Crystal. They say Amber and Crys came back to marry. Why don't big play friend feed me more tuna? I start to become him. He got lots of muscles shaped like bat caves. His ear feel like a sofa. He don't know this happened before but we died. Halycon say history repeats itself until resolution.

"What is that?"

"....he doesn't know who they are...."

"Myth is a fact."

"We keep coming back."

"That's when he realizes..."

"He did it before."

"What happened to him?"

"It didn't sustain itself."

"Why?"

"Electrical imbalance."

"It turned inside out."

"How painful."

"We are light and sound."

"You are people."

"....do you want us to be people?"

"You look like people."

"Light and sound."

"What?"

".......you will come to understand your sense organs lie."

"Oh."

"What you experience is inside your heart."

"Was that the sound?"

"Oncoming war."

"Snow?"

"Yes my child."

"When?"

"You will know in your chest."

"What is there?"

"Him."

"Who is he?"

"Your heart."

"It needs to be sharper."

"The blade reflects thine will."

"Will is my friend."

"You belong to my heart. Thine is mine."

"Always will I be, always will I beat, always will my heart remain for worlds which come undone I shall be here for any who understand this is not a dream..."

"Who are you?"

"The woman you see but refuse."

"What becomes of you?"

"Death? What else?"

"...."

"What did you think would become of me?"

"...."

"I will come back and so will everyone who knows..."

"Knows what?"

"Death is a dream."

"I'm still your little brother."

"Yes but you are responsible for this bull shit."

"I made sure nobody touched you."

"When will somebody touch me?"

"If they do....I know they are going to freak..."

"Why?"

"You're so fucking cold Victoria. It's really unusual..."

"You are too."

"Not like that. You're colder than those people who lay in the wake."

"What is that?"

"....a freezer for dead people."

"Oh."

"I hope they don't touch me."

"The strippers?"

"No...the truck drivers."

"Why couldn't you be a waiter at a restaurant or a taxi cab driver?"

"Too much light."

"...what of the other children?"

"...you're a terrible sister."

"Why?"

"You ask me questions I cannot answer!"






Underlying Feeling

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We rarely attend communions yet Cornelius invites us for his sermon. Nadia sits next to me, Ruby between Zen and I. Octave harpsichord notes awaken Nadia while I adjust my garter belt.

"Here he comes."

The pastor wears a black t-shirt and blue jeans.

"....I think they're Fila."

Annual Luncheon - Be There!

"Pink and Blue embroidery."

"Are we allowed to talk?"

"....better than singing."

"What is this song?"

"Something about shaving..."

"No it's about grass."

"Weed?"

"....bringing in the sleeves."

"This is not a tailor..."

"Excuse me ma'am...I see you are not singing...what is it they speak of?"

"I can't hit a note worth a god damn. I'm just waiting for the fucking collection plate. I make too much god damn money. Let him give it to the right place and shove it up the parliament's arse."

"Oh."

"Ruby did you hear that?"

"I like her."

Slide projections of various destinations, smiles, laughter, chattering, children running, a woman yells joyous gratitude.

"....I wonder what he does with all that damn money."

"These people are the wealthiest affluent real entrepreneurs of London."

"Hey girl....what's your name?"

"Victoria."

"I'm not the only black guy in here?"

"......well..."

"Don't make me chuckle. Send that shit over.....I'm missing a fat sack back at Lefty's apartment."

"Lefty?"

"He plays the guitar with his left hand."

"Oh....what is his name?"

"....I don't know."

"What store do you own?"

"That one with the furniture and funky African name."

".....good description."

"Thanks."

"Again I encourage all of you to attend! We will see you this coming Tuesday evening! I enjoyed your company as always.......except for you four front and center. You stay."

"What the fuck."

"He just fucking called us out Rube!"

".....this is my wife."

"Nice to meet you..."

"My name is Wife."

"Really?"

"Yes..."

"I'm really fucking high....what did you say?"

"......on what?"

"That sack from Lefty....you know him?"

".....I do not."

"You really ought to get to know him kid."

"This is my husband."

"My name is Lover Boy."

".....I can see why you said that."

"You're not high?"

"I ate fourteen red ginseng tablets. I know exactly what you just said. I'm buzzing like electrical appliances at the store I built."

"Which one is that?"

".....fucked if I know. It's got a big sign and commercials."

"Okay."

"Nice to meet you."

"Nadia this is the strangest damn place I ever went to..."

"No it's not."

"What is the strangest place....."

"Do you remember when I pulled you out of that tube?"

"...."

Twelve stories of recycled aluminum echoes my exclamation, I am exploring synthetic tunnels; three android construction workers perforate wooden rafters. Leaning into a smooth curve I dream a grey motorcycle soaring through crystal icicle formations.

"How did you get in there?"

"I thought you were on the other side..."

"What made you think that?"

"....."

"Daughter!"

"Does he have to call you that..."

"Father...literally..."

"....Hey Father."

"....hi preacher."

"I'm her husband."

".......I want to show you where this money goes."

"That lady said you shove it up the wiggy's arse."

"....well I can't show you that."

".....he's sagging his trousers."

"You really dressed up."

"Do you like it?"

"....Alexander McQueen."

"He is Valentino."

"I am Vera Wang."

"I'm.....oh yeah Armani."

"Then you fit in rather well..."

"What about you?"

"I'm a preacher. I am a humble man."

"You drive a Corvette."

"Is that what it's called?"

"It's some kind of American car..."

".....what year is this?"

"Who gives a god damn."

"It doesn't matter....we have seen the same cycle six ages."

"It all looks the same."

"Yeah..."

"I fixed it up. It was a project."

".....so what do you do with it now?"

"Help me count this shit. I'm fucking tired."

Eighty-three thousand Great Britain Pounds; we rest alongside a bowing clergyman.

"Come with me."

Our attire shall not deviate the sewer however we walk through England's massive colon. Zen hugs me close, Nadia reaches for my right palm; I clasp my sister's left hand while Zen reaches for Ruby. Cornelius silently grips two stainless steel flashlights while hiking a full military backpack. We turn two ninety-eight degree angles facing three flights of white stairs. A vision formulates inside my blood vessels; I see a woman speaking softly.

"What does she look like?"

"Nadia? How did you know?"

"I see a man..."

"What does he look like?"

"Careful for the final loop..."

"What is this place Cornelius?"

"It's the asshole..."

"It's a library."

"Not exactly..."

"These books are full of deceased people..."

"Thaddeus..."

"Yes."

"You seem agitated."

"That fat lady fucking pisses me off..."

"Okay."

"What were you going to ask me?"

".....what if I keep looking the same..."

"They won't give a shit what that card says."

"......what does it say inside their computers."

"That you're dead."

"What?"

"It says deceased."

".....hhhmmm..."

"You're going to attract a lot of attention incidentally."

"What will they do?"

"Nothing. They will keep it to themselves."

"Why?"

"You're a dream girl."

"A dream girl?"

"A dream and a girl."

"You're my little brother."

"I chose to be older than you."

"You look like my little brother."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do."

".....fuck."

"Thirty-seven?"

"I should of asked you first."

"I would of told you to put twenty-three."

".....damn it."

"Too late!"

"Damn it!"

"What of Avie?"

"I got confused and gave you the same birth date and shit."

".....what about that other number?"

"It's that fake one."

"The social whatever?"

"Yeah."

"....god damn it."

"It works."

"For the most part."

"I did something else..."

"What?"

"....nothing."

"I did something to you too."

"....huh?"

"Her name is Debra."

"What is she?"

"Some lady who pinches your cheeks and kisses you a lot."

"Is she supposed to be my fucking mom?"

"No..."

"What is she?"

"Some lady who pinches your cheeks and kisses you a lot."

"I love you Thad."

"Yeah after you made me sit inside that chamber."

"It brought you back to life."

"I wish I still had Mr. Bottom Puck."

"Who is that?"

"...."

"Oh........can I still buy lingerie?"

"I told all those ladies."

"What ladies?"

"I told them you were Victoria."

"Who?"

"The corporate office."

"What corporate office?"

"....fucking shit Victoria."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"........"

"This is where I put it."

"It looks like an automatic transfer machine."

"Automatic Teller as well."

"Is that what they call that thing?"

"Yeah....it pukes bills."

"Where does it go from there?"

"Commonwealth."

"That has little meaning for us."

".....it keeps the taxes low."

"So they are basically paying taxes."

".....okay I am tired of doing this now."

"Who does this feed?"

"I am not sure."

"We use these microchip screens on occasion..."

"That's where it goes."

"We are not what we seem."

"Neither am I."

"Let's go home."

".....I wonder for other worlds..."

"What kind of world?"

"....one that eludes everyone."

"???"

"People wiser than routine."

"....they will disregard every every."

"Maybe or just keep going until the end."

"He had bluish eyes but I did not pay attention to the way he looked..."

"I didn't either."

"I wonder why I was there."

"Me too."

"All those buttons my dear wife."

"....how did I unbutton them?"

"Really well."

"...they weren't yours?"

"No."

"Whose?"

".....some people who don't know how to wash clothes."

"Do I do that right?"

"Cold water and hang dry is best for you."

"....okay."

"I'm upset."

"They were not your buttons."

"I know...."

"Yeah?"

"She loved it!"

"Who?"

"I'm going to bed."

"Me too?"

"No..."

"Why?"

"....Drake is there."

"....he is mine too."

"....he is waiting for my pajamas."

"Is he big now?"

"......have you seen Cordelia?"

"I'm here."

"She's my child."

"He still picks you up."

"I fit."

"I fit."

"Avie?"

"Yes Momma."

"Don't do anything I do."

"Yeah right."

"What?"

"Nothing..."

"Cordelia will you carry her..."

"She can carry me Dad."

"Which one am I?"

"You're my dad....you're her mom."

"What do these words mean again?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

"She's a babe."

"She is a baby George."

"She's pretty god damn....well she's a...she can...she got those long bones nowadays..."

"I see what she's talking about."

"So you's a saying you got to be Vicki?"

"They got me a test run. I keep biting her lips."

"Why?"

"Them damn things is juicy!"

"What else?"

"She can control my gas some and she got growing....body parts."

"What kind of body parts?"

"....nothing George. Also that boy down there ain't coming out for me. She got good control over that person."

"That's cause he belong to her husband."

"Oh yeah ain't that a dandy."

"Did you hear that Victoria?"

"Yes I did."

"!!!"

"Thad you are lucky nobody is wired to you."

"......that shit is going to get tight and funky up in there...phew!"

"What?"

"....that digital scan will enhance and it is learning..."

"Learning what?"

"The perimeters..."

"What do you mean?"

"It absorbs the surroundings as information."

"Therefore it will adapt."

"Yeah..."

"It is light and sound and light and sound exist outside light and sound..."

"Wow....well they cannot sustain without each other."

"Basically this digital world sustained the outer world else it would of suctioned to an end."

"What would of happened to us?"

"...."

"You never told us about the blue amber."

"You never asked."

"I saw your back once."

"What about it?"

"It's long Teacher."

"So..."

"It's long."

"What else?"

"....I noticed your stomach and once you bent all the way back to reach for something..."

"So?"

"...."

"What of you?"

"I don't know...we grew up too fast."

"I am not sure who your..."

"....we ran away from them."

"Well he a said there were these people who came after him and those other little ones he was hanging around and put them inside some kind of trailer."

"What else?"

"He said they did something to their skin."

"What else?"

"He said they told them they was different from surviving the freeze."

"That shit was bad."

"Nobody remembers that."

"How did we survive?"

"I had me a fire."

"I did too but it went out then when I went outside it looked the same."

"I reckon Texas always looks the same."

"Should we tell her?"

"Tell me what?"

"......well....there's this goody antennae planted on top of this mountain hill thing."

"What about?"

"All you's wired to it or something....thing moves around..."

"There sure are lots of turtles swimming around."

"Yeah..."

"What about it?"

"...it looks like a bowl."

"Okay..."

"If that shit breaks they said all yous going to be disconnected to us..."

"What could break it?"

"A bad fucking storm but it don't really do that here..."

"What kind of storm?"

"Thunder and shit like that."

"Hhhmm...."

"That thing's so flimsy..."

"Wonder what it's like inside there..."

"The box George?"

"Yeah."

"I kind of do too but we ain't supposed to go in there..."

"Snap! You got it. You don't know do you?"

"What's that boy rambling about now?"

"Thad..."

"......remember when you found me?"

"Yes."

"You called me your brother."

"Yes."

".....just remember that...hold on to that."

"Avie..."

"Yeah?"

"......what did I ask of you?"

"Not to do the things you do that you worry about me doing."

"Okay."

"I do them anyways!"

"Not really..."

"Lucid showed me how to remain."

"Remain where?"

"....contemplation."

"Where is Lucid?"

"....I asked her for some cake."

"Why?"

"It's Vegan."

"....it has sugar in it?"

"That white kind."

"I can't eat that."

"I sort of can..."

"I wonder how..."

"It's just bleached..."

"Bleach is not natural."

"It's not organic but it's natural."

"Why cake?"

"I want to play with it."

"Why?"

"I had a dream about one looking like a casket."

"........"

"I want one too!"

"One what?"

"The thing that fell down in that video."

"What video?"

"I dreamed about watching it while I was laying on some metal thing."

"What were you doing there?"

"Wishing for you."

"What am I doing?"

"........running."

"From who?"

"....just are..."

"Where am I running?"

"Two phases flanging intermission for double harmony."

"What is that?"

"Duality....two hidden blockades from final self discovery."

"We will dream them simultaneously?"

"Tell them to tell her Sunny."

"Tell them to tell her what?"

"That he almost burned the house down making an ass out of himself."

"Why would he do that?"

"He thinks you are too polite."

"What?"

"He knows who you are. Don't believe otherwise..."

"When will they come into play Thad?"

"After the bloop."

"I will hear it?"

"Absolutely."

"What sign is that?"

".....it did smell just like that too."

"What?"

"Chester had a weird dream about burning rafts..."

"That is what your people do..."

"Yeah but he said it smelled like that all around you for a while..."

"Strange..."

"When it starts to get wild is when you will know."

"Know what?"

"....that you're not dreaming anymore."

"Why must I dream them?"

"It only works while you sleep."

"Why?"

"That's when you are not physically available."

"Why does he try to cook?"

"I don't know."

"He tries to imitate everything she does."

"Why?"

"He is an idiot."

"....."

"Mostly the things she does without thinking..."

"Everything..."

"He starts to lose inhibition."

"For what?"

"Existence."

"Both?"

"Yes..."

"Diesel knows what I am talking about why don't you Sun?"

"He starts to enjoy it."

"The sounds and smells."

"Yeah....it's psychological."

"Because he knows it is their psychosis."

"....people who do things like that on purpose are fucking unwanted and unnecessary."

"That's what he wants..."

"He wants them to try to act nice and bull shit conversations..."

"Yeah..."

"Why?"

"It makes people see them for what they are."

"Bull shit and people who act nice?"

"Exactly..."

"I wonder what he was doing there..."

"Me too..."

"....he reminded me of you!"

"She did too Nadia."

"Are they those B.P.L.O. people that Braid speaks of?"

"....."

"Thad what was he?"

"I don't know...I didn't program his gene code...Alsworth didn't mention him..."

"He was very emotional."

"Wow."

"....."

"Huh..."

"You're the worst little brother I ever had."

"......"

"You can't even explain the shit you get me into!"