Quiet Characters & Loud Demonstrators

Darkwing - gregarious anomaly proposed by gypsy meta physicists thought to be a source of electrical triangular composition, perhaps ambiguous living being or actual formation, however we theorize this personality chemically bonded with Thirteen Blue (original crystallized amber counterparts or direct relation to which) and exists within the compound protein structure of one participant, our sources state he is a bat with white hair and purple wings

"Do you think he knows about me?"

"Mine is named Devil Fang....."

Enoch carefully gathers willow branches into hemp twine; we watch him from an open door.

Thirteen Blue - we believe this group underwent a series of transfigurations to undergo a dangerous process of interchanging molecular structure into frozen permanence; theirs was an indefinite world and apocalyptic finality, there would of been none to come after which had these not become crystal, our research concludes their original bodies rainbow prism through water reflection however thus would be their eternal presence, until then we understand theirs will be torturous woe from mortal men and women because of sheer ignorance and stupidity, we bid mortal men and women death evermore, nevermore to return, mortal men and women destroy the earth and torment innocent life, we bid them that which they do as their infinite demise, we desire no more mortality for theirs is the pain of insensitivity and theirs is infestation of pure earth

"I keep forgetting we did that."

"....Enoch said they used real ice."

".......will they be tortured too?"

"He said they went through a black out where they were separated inside an analog environment created by mortal scientists but they died..."

"How did they get out of it?"

"....he said it looked like an ugly country with falsification...he grew marijuana and sold it to physicians...he said it lasted so long when he thought about it..."

"....okay..........."

"...he never did say how it ended. He said there was an ugly man after him and he went inside the analog thing and Enoch watched him become very ill..."

"He died?"

"Yes he did."

"What kind of illness?"

"His bones deteriorated and his flesh boiled into blackish green."

"How did they get out?"

"......I think when all the tormentors died everything changed and adapted to the opposite realm."

"It became one?"

"....yeah I think so...he did not explain."

"How did they find each other again?"

"Through unusual children or he said they were unusual but I don't see what was so unusual about them..."

"What about them?"

"He called them ghosts."

"....."

"They brought them sentimental items that they could not identify or remember."

"How did they?"

"....something about visions or hallucinations."

"........hhhmmm..."

Snowflakes wheel over his silver strands as he gently places each eerie wood aside for an iron grill. Yasmeen dresses a hooded parka; she walks to the guest house. Our neighbors peek at us from a window ledge, three pink noses, two chocolate fluffy paws, four curious tails, one howling pup; I prepare fresh cod slivers, salmon strips, and bones recovered from bear prey.

"Hi Romeo."

"Bianca he brings icicles inside his bed."

"....I don't know why he does that."

"He likes to watch them melt."

"Why?"

"The rainbow color."

An aluminum alloy platter fills to the brim.

"Enoch is upset."

".....why?"

"He thinks we will die if we cannot understand suffering."

"Why must we suffer?"

"....he said to understand there is no difference between either..."

"Either being what for instance?"

"Pleasure and pain."

"One is pleasant and the other is detrimental."

"....they made him have a wife and seven children."

"What happened to them?"

"He said she ran away with some religious merchant and he was expected to care for the children."

"....they were small?"

"Yes."

"What did he do?"

"....he said people brought them food and borrowed clothing."

".....okay....what else did he do about the situation?"

"Nothing. Eventually the police intervened and he was arrested."

"For what?"

"Neglect."

"....shit...."

"He said for a while everything was so difficult and the children were very bothersome. Eventually they died."

"How did they die?"

"He said they all suffered immensely and quickly."

"What happened?"

"....they were tormenting him and other children."

"Yes?"

"They were stoned to death in front of a church congregation."

"....stones as in sharp rocks?"

"...........he said they burned their bodies and the police never knew what occurred until they were missing."

"....then what?"

"They arrested him again."

"Shit."

"They let him go."

"Why?"

"He didn't do anything Bebe."

"I know but what made them conclude such?"

"Somebody confessed to watching it happen and they said Enoch was nowhere in sight."

"....did he see it?"

"Yes he watched from a balcony."

"Was he relieved?"

"He said by then it did not matter."

"How strange."

"As soon as he no longer experienced annoyance and accepted their disgusting behavior is when all of that became eventual."

"..........what happened afterwards?"

"Riots, most everyone killed each other, torrential rainfall, peculiar flooding, he said the earth broke into big pieces, water was everywhere around the edges, he just stayed inside the building they made for him and watched it all happen."

"With the children?"

"Yes."

"How did the transition go through?"

"....something about a rainbow and weird looking animals."

"How weird looking?"

"Oh he said there was a bird."

"What kind of bird?"

"A grey one with black streaks around his eyes."

"What was he doing?"

"Carrying around a leaf."

"....did they experience symbiosis like those two writers documented?"

"I'm not sure what that is..."

"Me neither."

"He said there were nightmares about him behaving as he shan't ever..."

"How did it end?"

"He said when the world fucked itself that all of those oddities made sense."

"Did they die?"

"He didn't think they were ever real but he learned how to make them stay still long enough to....long enough to make them destroy their own self."

"Did it hurt him?"

"...one time there was a bit of blood but he thinks that was from gnawing his angry teeth."

"Oh."

Enoch sighs despair; he sits between us. The couch is sun burnt orange suede, we call it The Ark; our boat is an overstuffed smooth plush cotton rectangular geometry.

"If it was digital the whole appearance would be much more dumb."

"What do you mean?"

"It would be stiff and hard. Very ridiculous and difficult to maneuver."

"...I understand...Be is worried about our suffering."

".....they would bloody kill each other.....those things inside the analog shitter had to be burned lest they feared return."

".......huh."

"Maybe tis a dream again huh Bianca?"

"Maybe so Yazz."

"...if they were digital those things would come back to life unless the left overs were used as compost or fertilizer..."

"Why so?"

"Then the afterlife is already another creation....it cannot recycle what is recycled."

".....oh."

"So do you think that will happen to us?"

".............I must go soon."

"Where?"

"You will leave us to be without ours?"

"I left something unfinished."

"Where will you go Enoch?"

"...we will go with you."

"You cannot go there yet. Somewhere black shadows reside as past lives."

"How will you go there?"

"....power lines."

"When?"

"....Lucid and Ebony search for an answer."

"...we miss them."

"I know."

"When will we see them again?"

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

"....."

"..........Enoch....they are like you."

"Yes...I understand. There are six hundred and sixty-six ice crystals and thirteen blue people."

"..........are you all like us?"

"Some are blood, others as one person, their children, children's children....he didn't close it completely...we figured that out after we saw people without eyes and fingers..."

".....dearest me."

"What did they do?"

"They didn't know the better. Floret collected miscellaneous living organisms and eventually these came together to be what we see."

"...what about the beeping sound?"

"You hear that?"

"...I try not to think about it."

"......it must be from your connection."

"Connection to what?"

"....the syndrome."

"What is it?"

"Everything is not what it seems."

".....why?"

"To hide them from bad people."

"What do they want?"

"Mortals survived and became hostile."

"Why?"

"They are unable to determine purpose and meaning."

"Why?"

"....they think everyone and all of the earth owes them something."

"Like what?"

"......nothing."

"What do they want from us?"

"They want to torture us so they feel their lives were not as terrible...."

"........will it kill them?"

"We count them."

"Why are they after power?"

"Control."

"Why?"

"They fear death."

"Why?"

"....it scares them! I think because theirs is abyss."

".............................hhhmm."

"...so we will be stuck inside some fucked up thing and we won't remember who we are."

"I figured it out after we faked them."

"How did you do that?"

"........we used latex and gel to make actors....it wasn't real enough though....we felt every bit."

"Why did they want you to have children and a wife?"

"To confuse me."

"Why?"

"....so I could not be myself."

"Why do they fear that?"

"Individual choice is ultimately the destruction of mortality."

".....how long were you in there?"

"Thirteen seconds."

"What?"

".....they thought if they manipulated time and hyper sensitized the environment we would not be able to adapt and be overrun with various routines."

"It felt like a long time though didn't it?"

"Their calendar was much more compressed....yes....it made sense after everything fucked itself...everything was so plain and then the next moment twas inside out...I don't know how it happened but that made sense as well. I honestly could not tell the difference once it did..."

We contemplate the fire, fragrant hickory, time intercession, mechanical transmission, underworld technology, normality, indecency, morality, violence, indifference, blood, children, disguise, illusion, delusion, confusion, worry, clones, duality, minimality, maximum damage, hidden personalities, neighbors, silence, obvious nature, rationality; logic belongs to earth, we lend the notion however ours is inexperience.