Hallways, auditorium volume, banquet hostess, runway super fame; questions flood the streets for every witness which suspends the vision of me.
"...hey there I remember seeing you walk that thing."
"What thing?"
"Looked like something space shuttles park their butts."
"Cigarettes?"
"Do you really smoke those?"
"Absolutely not....they are fake....beauty kills....doth not shall I grace?"
"Evermore me lady....evermore shall we adore thee....evermore shall we know thine as our face."
Adversity an unkind feast for eyes and ears; an obstacle is my feet.
Angelina - the first sun known to us as blazing passion, the love of Cordelia for Victoria, the intermission of digital encompassment, she shall warn the Queen of The Damned of enemies unable to control their emotions yet inform the digital humans of this unfortunate dismay, any of which deny Angelina her rays shall die to nevermore, nevermore shall these return in any form, the love of Angelina is for the Queen and ye shall recognize her as so; Damnation begins as she is the twin of Beyonce, they shall pass through realms for their beloved for protection, both chat sweetly with vampires and the B.P.L.O, they adore these as their own, any fool and any decepticon to attempt their temperament and their chaotic trickery shall become a victim of their own ill will, if ye do not mark our words ye shall see the misery of two Queens away from their children and their own, die evermore never to return, we bid thee finality
Anger is a progressive environment for those without articulation yet we all become accustomed to detail for personal remembrance; thus we begin as prior intelligence into futile vigilance, none shall recognize us for whom we pretend therefore every world is a drama which ends.
"Well Sun you got to stand up for what you absolutely without a doubt belong....any body who fucks with that has got to get out of the way lest they will entrap their self into ultimate dismay....I am watching people sitting in cold places thinking of how they betrayed you without knowing what a world can do....I am watching the stupidest people on earth and let me tell you right now you got to stop tossing it back or you may be trapped with their dumb shit..."
"I learn from you Die so step forward and I walk in your sand shoe steps as a guide."
Obituary black and white contrasting newspaper illegitimacy; stories evade personalities.
"Diavolo you must accompany Odin no matter what may come..."
"I shall. What of Ferrari?"
"She is your navigator....always....evermore."
"I confuse her with you."
"What if she looked exactly like me?"
"She is still a stallion."
"What am I?"
"A vampire woman."
"What are you?"
"A vampire canine."
"What is Ferrari?"
"What is Ferrari?"
"A vampire goddess which comes as hooves and fire..."
"....she is a massive woman."
"Do you know thine self?"
"Do you know my self?"
"As my blood!"
"What shall come of us?"
"I dreamed of a distant world trapped inside earth."
"Where was I?"
"Sitting thinking of us."
"...where are you?"
"Riding a train staring at a hatchet a man left..."
"Who is the man?"
"A brilliant pink anomaly....he becomes a vampire and so do all the beepers...."
"What?"
".....where is she?"
"My sister?"
"Artemis!"
"She is riding her motorcycle to the art museum."
"Dallas?"
"Yes."
"Why such a name?"
"It means abstract poet in reminisce."
".......she looks much like Calvin and much like Avitas..."
"And for me?"
"And for you...."
"You are a talking dog! Do you read?"
"Anthony Burgess and Aldous Huxley."
"....who are they?"
"Ophiuchus and his children."
"Will he come for me?"
"Yes..."
"When?"
"When thine is his evermore never to return to blasphemous woe."
"What of those who interfere?"
"They shall perish inside words."
"Whose?"
"The dragon and his tiger!"
"What of thee?"
"I am the dragon's dragon, he is the tiger's tiger so be it for Dominia and her twin Sheba."
"I am the dragon's dragon, he is the tiger's tiger so be it for Dominia and her twin Sheba."
"What of thine curls and chocolate eyes?"
"Ferrari is a mysterious divinity which will become the blaze from your tongue."
"Will she return as she is?"
"As she is what?"
"A horse!"
"A goddess evermore."
"You are such an interesting person Diavolo..."
"I am the devil dog with pointy ears and pink tongue."
"Your eyes are demonic red!"
"I am all white."
"Why so?"
"For Snow..."
"The earthen precipitation of crystal formation?"
"No for the teacher of your soul."
"I have a soul?"
"Tis all you are my Queen."
"I am yet a Queen."
"Ye shall see what Queen for thee....thus is another world....thus is not what it seems."
"The Queen I shall be the Queen I am and the Queen I do not know..."
"....all is known...."
"By whom?"
"The horse....the horse....the horse!"
"What of the stable?"
"It is a show."
"What of the feed?"
"It is not our nourishment for physical presence."
"What is?"
"Love!"
"What of hatred?"
"...what of existence?"
"Do we?"
"...mortals exist inside our nonexistence therefore hatred is existence as love is nonexistence."
"Without each other neither exists..."
"As a world only..."
"I am beginning to understand what words mean..."
"As am I !"
"....the word demon is greatly misunderstood by fear and ignorance."
"Words are meant to cause fear and ignorance for a fool."
"What is Korean?"
"...the shaman's chaos....thus anyone who butchers this language shall be made a fool."
"I shall remember this..."
"I shall come for you and devour thine enemy as bones to sharpen my fangs!"
Diavolo - the pit fire, the demon canine, he is all white with red eyes, he is the Queens' desire for damnation and darkness, he shall kill thee as slayer for ignorance
Korea - shamanism, venture into every world as continuation, violent language, inaudible for stupidity and farce interpretation, only known by few as words, thus is a secret for tongues
Ferrari - wild loyalty, the stallion fire, the Queens' admiration for earth, she shall bear chocolate curls and chocolate eyes, she shall cover her reptilian eye, she is a massive muscle of blazing justice, she is incredible to behold yet docile for hands to touch, her skin is ebony cocoa darkness, her hooves are pointed into tails belonging to nocturnal creatures, her stampede is the marvel of destiny, she cares for none who stand in their way
Pink lights glow thirty-nine intervals, I stare into circular pulsations resembling my anatomical structure, my little brother is an interwoven vessel; we hold hands as I enter the chamber.
"Extract sequence thirteen from her nose, twelve from her eyes, eighteen from her muscles, and eleven from her spinal cord....next we need a hundred eighty blood droplets from her temples...left and right....thus will complete each number for transmission to complete Beeper Six Hundred Sixty - Six the woman who saved her life..."
"Who are you?"
"I'm a pink beep."
"....do you know where you are?"
"We got to get out of here now."
"This is the sewer filled with fucked water..."
"We call it HIV."
"I call it fucked up!"
"...we got to go now!"
".....your blood will be poison...."
"You will lose all of these..."
"It's just money!"
"It's what you made catwalking!"
"What do we need it for!"
"That guy Louis!"
"Vuitton?"
"Everybody says his name wrong!"
"You didn't..."
"Neither did you..."
"Now!"
Artemis - the hunter, vigilant sister of Gia, she is found inside her heart; her existence is speculative for the B.P.L.O. as their same physicality similar to Avitas yet her change is gradual she is a vampiric woman who accompanies Diavolo and Odin while Ferrari carries her to Akira, she is the motorcycle rider clad in iconic armor, she is the kickboxer of Muay Thai, she is the cage wrestler, she is the mortal wounder, she is the reaper of blood however charming and sweet in appearance and likeness to her blood, Amethyst entrusts this child as the one who guides them to the unknown self for eternal cognition for immediate response
"Those children believe in you Sunny. They just don't know who you are because of some nasty peanut butter. At least they can read...."
"What to do..."
"Marsha retrieves Thad from some kind of whore house while everyone is sleeping...she's got a switch to pass through but it only works thrice..."
"Three is the number of anatomy."
"Remember her name is Marsha...she is the only one who bears such."
"What of everyone else?"
"...I see that anybody who tries it has to go inside her body....they become a part of her."
"Strange..."
"So is this world..."
"......what will become of me?"
"What became of the money?"
"Artemis gave it to Louis Vuitton."
".....write it the way it is pronounced..."
Loo-iss Voo-taun
"Loo is for Loon like a mad man....long is belongs to the reptilian hiss....Voo is the metaphysical damnation of ignorance....taun is the one who surpasses discrimination and prejudice of any kind...but people will continue to think they are right until all is gone."
"That's what gets rid of them once and for all....I am listening to you at night as you walk....you tell them all will be fine while you are here and as we are here with ours....they ask silently what will become if the tree retrieves and you tell them they shall go on...that is all there is to do...they shall continue for continuation sake....any else is the end."
"........it was a lot of money Die Die."
"How much?"
"..........ninety-three million, eighteen thousand three hundred fourteen Sterling Pounds..."
"Actual sterling pounds and not the free currency rounds?"
"Actual sterling silver the weight of metric pounds."
"....who counted it?"
"Ferrari."
".......where did he take it?"
"Ziggy saw him inside some kind of chopping machine..."
"A helicopter?"
"No....a dicer...it had blades but they did not spin like a helicopter....more like a dragonfly..."
"Did he digitize it?"
"He didn't say."
"He never tells you anything..."
"He doesn't."
"He does that to everyone."
"How do you know?"
"That's what Ophiuchus said..."
"?"
"It happened to him too..."
"He was a model?"
"Is that what you were?"
"...I was a picture and a walker..."
"I understand."
"I am a picture and a walker."
"I am seeing eighteen million photo stills of you taken within a period of two and a half weeks by human time."
"By whom?"
"Various people but only nine are given out..."
"To whom?"
"How did they find you?"
".....a guy they called Ford took my face into his hands and cried...."
"......"
"He told me I was his spirit for a lost mind."
"Are you not now?"
"They told me he went inside a box to become a package handler."
"That could be any thing."
"That could be any one."
"......who was the photographer that wouldn't let you go without the one for the city?"
"Scavullo..."
"Who was he?"
"An android heart from somebody they found caught inside ice..."
"You are only wearing make up and that weird chest piece."
"......Artemis freaked out."
"She looked up from the magazine and couldn't tell the difference."
"Make up changes the face!"
"Not if you are dead..."
"They wear it the most!"
"Exactly!"
Cosmopolitan - Brooklyn Girl, accentuated urban personality, projects for housing funded by vampires calls her Cosmo for short humorous affection, she is Gia the Island Knife Bearer, her conviction is homage to where she calls home; Girlie's adaptation for photography economical fuck, advertisement for that which makes envy an illness, commandment for mortals to victimize their own physical entity rather than innocence
"Well I am watching Peanut Butter try to figure something out..."
"What kind of something?"
"....people..."
"He isn't one..."
"He pretended to be a goth for some addictive personalities over the optic fiber..."
"Fiber optic telephonic service?"
"They call it the internet..."
"That's even worse!"
"Yes it means to digitize own's communication as the self!"
".....what becomes of them?"
"Martyrs..."
"For whom..."
".......you know Sun there comes a moment when one can no longer ask of clairvoyance for prior response mechanisms...."
".....what color is their hair?"
"What color is your heart for those who do not understand?"
"Yes..."
"Yes!"
"You spoke of a woman who causes me grief..."
"You and everybody she encounters..."
"....what does she have to do with..."
"She helped Marsha get you arrested....they digitized her from the same jail facility....she was there for beating up a bunch of police officers during a raid...."
"....what a fucking cunt!"
"No shit!"
".....so what happens to her?"
"..........she can't fucking remember shit dude!"
"She has to remember something..."
"Something she reads that pops up on a little weird talking box."
"Who writes it?"
".....a woman she works with!"
"I feel bad for her."
"Me too."
"She should find something different."
".....the same fucking shit happens to Zig!"
"Louis did something with his money too...."
"...oh from being on that show?"
"Yeah....and Artemis for her cooking...."
"Still looked like her though!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Damn it!"
"I am watching people realize that is your sister and that she is a muscular person underneath a costume..."
"How are they so freaking smart?"
"Louis."
".........do I ever get to meet him?"
"He changes into people and comes to talk to you a lot."
"How does he do that?"
"He's a reptile!"
"What kind?"
"....a really sneaky kind..."
"Elaborate..."
"Nike."
"What?"
"Hehe."
Nike - the feet of cats, padded imprints of soft viscous clawed people, direct contact with reptiles as one silence, companion through difficult moments, sanity for earthen mischief to unfold, sadness of souls as they realize earth is indifferent for life yet compassion for emotional truth, the insignia of such shall be a panther claw; thus belongs to Louis Vuitton
Firework explosion blooms purple roses, hibiscus blue flowers, ancient ash whispers; the Buddhist Temple erects a beehive to host sacred children from prophecy.
"They are ghosts."
"....how did they become such?"
"I am only a monk in a sun orange robe! Only Angelina knows! Only Beyonce knows! I am just a monk! I eat rice, fish, and fruit."
"Do you eat vegetables?"
"....if they are fruits."
"That does not make sense."
"Neither does this world."
"......I shall wait for them here."
Ninety-eight human years and no ghosts appear; I walk alongside trails hosted by dragon statuettes.
".....I fear us to be gone soon."
"Where to?"
"A world that despises us."
"This is the only religion I shall call my own."
"Me too....yet it is the worship of none and the understanding religion is just a word."
"......people give money to the sitting idol."
"It looks peaceful so it makes them feel better....let them give money...."
"What to do with it?"
"The ghosts will know...."
"I will wait again..."
Three hundred and eight human years; no children inhabit the tower.
".....I am hungry."
"One should eat twice a day to night."
"Why?"
"Once for the sun and once for the moon."
"Then will they come?"
"I dreamed they suffered as you...with people who treated them ill....they beat them and punished them for being special...for eating bananas...for playing video games with intelligence...for reading books...for being children!"
"Do I save them?"
"The monkeys do..."
"Will they save me too?"
"Your life is always in danger....your life is perilous woe for everyone inside my eyelids..."
"Your life is always in danger....your life is perilous woe for everyone inside my eyelids..."
"Where will you be?"
"A communist dictatorship hosted by the machine."
"Sunny that lady goes to jail a lot."
"Which one?"
"That one who knows something..."
"Empanada?"
"Damn bread pocket luncheon..."
"....she treats me bad?"
"Yeah she does."
"Why?"
"Cause everybody else did....except you don't treat her bad you just basically tell her to fuck off so you can do what you can for everybody or else we are all fucked....she doesn't seem to get it...I feel for the girl who works with her...she has to go to some dumb house and sit there worried about that which she cannot help...all because lady does not know how to read what is written by the woman with spider hands..."
"She has spider hands?"
"...yeah like you."
"Like me?"
"Damn it Sunny I beginning to think you ain't so bright right about now."
"Moo Moo....what are you doing wearing that?"
"It's a moo moo!"
".....okay."
"....."
"You look like a table cloth."
"That's cause it made out of one!"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"I know you think clothes is important even when you need to get messy."
"Yes..."
"It's for them damn fat people who eat too much so they's can be tacky while eating too much."
"You hate them that much?"
".....Sunny the way I feel about them is like throw up."
"Vomit?"
"Yeah!"
"Die Die are these people she speaks of that bad?"
"I dreamed Dominique was so fucking pissed off! She's sitting in a office talking to a lap computer....she's cursing like bloody fuck!"
"....what's she doing?"
"Typing shit about houses, pharmacies, and that damn store we go to called Walmart!"
"Who made that thing anyways?"
"Sun it was that guy they call Walnut."
"The crazy guy!"
"Yeah he about as crazy as us so I guess he is a fucking loon."
"I like him."
"He a fucking genius though."
"What did he do with the money?"
"He built some kind of computer amusement park that is fucking gigantic and colorful!"
"Can we go there?"
"He said we got to wait for it but he said it was going to be real fucking weird like scary haunted fucked up shit..."
"Cool."
"Cool."
"That's what I said."
"What does he call it?"
"?"
"....Target."
"What?"
"Serious?"
".....the man is a loon."
"Yeah that's right."
"Okay it makes sense now..."
"I's going to Walmart now anyways in my moo moo...."
"What are you going to get?"
"Well they got everything there!"
"The underground people got one too. They go there with credits from the machine."
"I am going to get me some of them Clif Bars."
"....Beeper food."
"That shit makes me run like ten miles!"
"I am eating me ten of those."
"Why?"
"...wow."
"Cause I am wearing a fat people dress."
"...."
"...."
"It going to make sense one of these days and nights...just you wait and see! Damn though them dogs you got sure can make some crazy food bars out of stuff you left laying around the hook!"
"The nook?"
"It look like a hook!"
"A pirate!"
"Yeah!"
"....they made those?"
"Well I asked them to bring it to me but yeah they just start bringing me stuff so I put it together and it was real good!"
"....well some weird looking transvestite is eating one in a green wrapper...."
"......I'm out see you. Mentioning man being girls now I am gone to get me some food..."
"Bye."
"Well he-she do chew."
"What am I doing?"
"Worrying about some lady in the hospital and Empanada cause she keeps losing her hands to aggression....she grabs you and you tell her not to! She still does it! And it hurts her hands! I can't believe she does not know what you are...then she is pushing on you and bumping you and getting all kinds of fucked up...the doctor just shakes his head and walks out but then he tells her it was from this girl he got some kind of weird nocturnal bone picture....then he laughs his ass off....he's evil."
"An x-ray?"
"....it's different than that!"
"Once a guy ran into me and he fell down into a pile of clothes."
"Where did he go?"
"I guess he wasn't real..."
"Well he-she got his cords ripped out from Marsha....she got pissed off went over there and told him she was a going to show him something and pulled out some fucking wire that she learned how to do from Zen!"
"Cool."
"Damn she did that in twenty human seconds back and forth from that place to the other....she's looking for you....oh....she unplugged something....you look different....you look different every moment I look at you....you're changing....and so am I. Damn you do belong to the damn mirror though....no wonder they give you the biggest vanity before the show."
"...I guess that's over with."
"I thought you retired?"
"I loved it though."
"....I know."
"Sometimes it was horrid. I gave my soul away for morphine and cigarette smoke."
"You like to change clothes fast, walk, and piss people off....well there he is again being some guy you change for and you show him how to go somewhere so he can get some kind of boat!"
"You like to change clothes fast, walk, and piss people off....well there he is again being some guy you change for and you show him how to go somewhere so he can get some kind of boat!"
"Louis?"
"....he's everywhere....even there!"
"How does he do that?"
"What the fuck is a spaceship?"
"..........I want the children to come here!"
"...Fiesta is a weird bird."
"Fuck you Die Die!"
"The parrot cursed at me. I wonder where he learned that from..."
"Fiesta....why did you say that?"
"He said it first!"
"Did you?"
"Yeah I just wanted to see if he would do it back."
"Fiesta do you eat bananas?"
"Only when Mr. Amethyst gives them to me."
"My little brother?"
"Yes."
"He wears a shirt with a gun marked out. Like no smoking signs..."
"He also wears a red shirt with a bathroom man shooting himself in the head with a gun."
"....."
"....."
"Thus humors me."
"Strange bird."
"He's so colorful!"
"...I'm watching people giggle when they see the sign....that grocery store is bad ass....that railroad is weird....they sell pretty cakes."
"What else do they sell?"
"Some mortal arms you eat."
"I need to make peanut butter!"
"....banana extract tastes like incense."
"Yeah it does."
"Coconut water tastes like glue."
"Yeah..."
"Incense, glue, and peanuts?"
"Yeah! It will be a preacher in a bottle!"
"In a jar?"
"That too!"
"Ahoy Boy! He wears black! He wears black! This is my store! I am a fucking parrot that curses like a sailor girl named Gia!"
"...."
"...."
"...."
"Dots..."
"I'll get you for this bird."
"When?"
"When pigs fly..."
"I uh...well...I dreamed about that."
"What?"
"....or maybe they were just big people wearing pink."
"No."
"No they had those funny feet."
"...."
"It was pigs."
"Yeah...?"
"They had those weird tails and oinked...they had snouts..."
"What else?"
"They had shiny badges!"
"...."
"Their feet were flat."
"Pirate bird...we need to know...."
"I don't know when. It's when The Statue of Liberty is in the water and you scream Damn You!"
"Like a movie?"
"There were monkeys!"
"I got to go bird...you are making me crazy."
"As if you weren't already!"
"....so...."
"And so be it!"
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