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Summary:
These stories are designed on one level just for fun, in appearance, just another form of entertainment, nothing more, nothing less. But, what do they disguise, on the erudite deeper mind take away?
These are core psychological construct studies of the stories that deal in
how Nature includes different peoples personalities genes ; chosen to be born as disrupters to life, ” The Leader Enemy.” The bringer of bad news!
As well as the saviors of life, ” The Leader Hero,” the bringer of good news, and the human behaviors, they display, as part of, “The Grand Matrix Primordial Directives,” of natures fractal Laws of diversity and evolutionary destiny! Worlds encompassing random, fractal chaos, played out without human knowledge or control!
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BAD PERSONALITIES
BIG REX CHAPTERS 1 TO 5
BIG REX CHAPTERS 6 TO 10
BIG REX CHAPTER 11 TO 14
BIG REX CHAPTER 15 TO 17
BAD PERSONALITIES
CHAPTER 1
Intro to
BIG REX
The cave was huge, I mean really big, and the ceilings were high, who knows why, or who made them that way, and why? The stones of the walls embodied something that was secretive, and dangerous, you could just feel it! It made your skin crawl. The walls, looked strange, like a old ancient city, from the fractal past or something! The caves was nice, though and quiet too! I like caves, Its peaceful! On an hour to hour basis, you get very comfortable! You can hear your heart, your heart beat in a cave! Very dark! Only a little light filters inside the cave! Little spooky in there too, but, hell, that’s all right! I am a little spooky! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
I like it like that! You can think in there, and find all kinds of things in a cave! All kinds, but, you got to be careful! Then, I heard it! A noise! But, I heard something? And looked, and what I saw was incredible, the stones, the rocks, the walls came alive, and I could see all types of creatures coming out of the rocks live, and they roared, and growled triumphantly, and jockeyed to be the biggest, and loudest howler, and the sounds of them howling and roaring bounced and vibrated off the walls of the cave! I knew, I knew, I knew, Goddam it, what time it was! It was dinner time! They hungry, wild and hungry, and they gonna eat you! Take a look at their poop, and you just might find somebody you know! They hungry!
I think, well I don’t know. I was a big , big man, I thought, but inside the cave I felt small, not tall at all, and it was really interesting inside cause I saw stuff! Now you know when you see stuff, you know it! See. Me? I know it! Thats because I am different! I know I am different! I eat people! I been keeping it a secret, ever since I was a little boy! I didn’t tell my momma! I didn’t tell my daddy! I didn’t tell nobody! I didn’t tell nobody, I like bodies! I know a lotta people believe stuff, if there is a consensus. Not me! They are monkey see monkey do types! Not me! I was in this Goddam cave, and not only saw stuff, I heard stuff, and I smelled stuff too! I smell you. As time passed, I was getting hungry!
What was I thinking about? What? I, I, well, you know, you know, there’s a lot of things going on in the world! And I usually I kept my cool, but right behind my back, I heard some people talking! So I turned quickly to look! The thing was, but, could it be? But it was true! I saw me? I heard me talking to me! And looked at me looking at me too, and cowboy, that was scary! I looked and I looked and kept staring at myself looking at myself! And when I saw myself, I had my shot gun Tits, in my hand, and I was looking for something to eat! 
I took off my hat, and wiped the sweat from my forehead, and I saw me turning and looking to the right, staring in the darkness of the cave, looking for somebody! And then, in front of me over my head, I saw this dude hiding up in the ceiling looking down at me!
I know how things ought to go! Where you want it? You wanna try to make a run for it?
Year, . . . that’s right. I eat people! You gotta problem with that? You, you best mine your business, or I’ll eat you! Sucker!
Mother F’er!
What the hell you looking at? Huh? Bumble Bugga Bitches!
You don’t know what’s goIng on! You don’t know nothing!
I like it like that! Why? You’re not supposed to know nothing
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .
Am I upsetting you? Did I? Did I upset you?
I didn’t upset you yet? Go! Get out! You’re not welcome here! Get back, get out of here! I’ll show you what upset is, . . said the stranger in the shadows, as suddenly, the sounds from someone from another world filled the air.
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BIG REX
CHAPTER 1
[ 1 ]
Where, oh, where does a sleepy man sleep, if not for his sleep, he’d be awake, in a black dark place, facing his demons shark.
Dreaming? Sleep dreaming?
Sometimes you’d get trapped, and never wake up, for him, his dream life, is a jail, it felt like he entered another world, in a horrific storm gail. The stormy winds moved fast, but, . . . Time it stood still, he fell ill, between the cracks in the red clock of time, took on the life of another criminal in crime, a slimy version of himself, personalities brother, he never knew he had another, living in a time-loop that was bad! Bad! Bad! In the dark space, in his mind. The dark space loops of another time, the dimensions of which were, the dark anti time, fractal dimensions of the unknown, his eventual home. Who is he? Who is he? Who? His name is, is Big Rex.
Ext. Sun is setting over a desert town. Camera captures the image of a shadow of man way off in the distance, walking towards us.
[ 2 ]
[ A shadow? We see a shadow of a man, we see a man dressed as a cowboy. He is coming closer, but it’s in slow motion. One slow motion minute, and fast motion the next, as if time slicing. He’s walking out of a scene of what looks like, a kind of desert, with lots of mountain ranges, big desert expanses, dotted with many strange looking tall, blueish green cactus plants, that look like long, skinny green fingers! Skinny fingers with long nails! Skinny fingers, with long pointy nails covered with thorns, pointing to the blue sky, above.
Passed, a grave yard one day he’ll make his bed. When we look at him, we are seeing, it’s another kind of version of Big Rex himself. A different self, a self similar but different person? As he gets closer, he’s got the same facial features, same beard, same cold eyes that seemed capable of looking right into your soul. But, dressed with a bullet holed cowboy hat on his head, looking like he came out of the ground dead, nasty and mean. And he says : ]
BIG REX
Dam sun, that dam sun, hot as all hell, always shining, shining down on me, got something against me? Trying to cook me. Sun, ain’t no friend o mine. But, one of these Goddam days. I’ am gonna shine down on it, and put a bullet in it, said Big Rex, angrily and sounding very vindictive, as if the sun was his arch enemy.
[ 3 ]
It was high noon, the type of high noon, where death lurks and some unsuspecting soul dies. And the air, something about it, strange, something was in the air, a strange feeling lurking there. Under the big bright western sun, the sky hot clouds, slowly evaporated, one by one, till it, till the sun, was hung out, shining down like a police flashlight, blinding you in the eye, just over your head! Asking the question, are you the one to die? Only thing it was hot, you felt the heat on your skin a lot. It was hot and burning.
But this scene is no ordinary scene, no ordinary place, inside the outer-body experiences of space, everything is dream like. There were parts of this world, where the sun don’t shine.
And nobody cares if you’re dead or alive or out of your mind.
Something, something was stirring, stirring up time it self, and it was nothing good! No! No! Nooooo! It was down below, in the shadows. In the shadows of the weird looking, long, dark mountain ranges, that spread out, all around every where, every where!
And here and there, were these big, huge, pointy jagged chunks of rocks, old as the earth itself, holding secrets in its ancient layers, upon layers, upon layers, of stories of man, and his klans untold!
And deep, deep down, cave filled canyons, abound, they looked like they were carved out of the Earth, by the cutting force of the teeth, of mighty running rivers, from a million years ago!
And the stones, and all those stones all over, big and little, we could see. they came out of the ground!
The reddish, bleached stones, had little sparkles on them, that blinked and glistened in the sunlight, looking like sparkling stars, in a skull with dead eyes! The skull could be a woman, a child, or some animal wild.
And they were sticking out of the sand, all dried out and bleached white by the hot sun, a few bones here, and a few bones there, pointing, pointing up, skeleton fingers to the sky, as if to ask, the sun itself why? And, there were so many bones, too many to count, and they looked like the shadows of lives passed.
[ 4 ]
We just don’t know, what we just don’t know?
But, the wind, the wind was blowing, and every so often, we could make out sounds traveling in the winds, sounds, coming out from some place far, far away.
Sometimes, it sounded like it was coming from out of the ground.
There were cracks in the earth too, big and wide and canyons abound, that were miles, and miles across. In the caves, down there, a creature was hiding, hiding, hiding. His image, was blurry, difficult to make out. He was not a good scout, hard to make out. We can sensed the moving shadow of his form though! We sensed his form, and he looks thin, narrow from here. His form looks dark from here! We can tell his nature is bitter, and his loneliness is big!
For this place, this unholy place, is like a graveyard out of which no one cannot dig!
One has to feel bad, living here! One Has to feel real bad. His chances are in his minds only, and unsurely!
The place is terrible, dry, sandy, the kind of place where you can easily die, cause it’s so hot you’ll fry.
It’s rocky, and foreboding, hard to breath here, hard to take, you feel nervous, paranoid, make your teeth ache, a nervous feeling, like the next minute you’re gone get bitten by a snake.
Like there’s no tomorrow. None!
[ 5 ]
Outside up above, the vast open sandy plains, exists. The Mountains, all the strange fractal terrains, surreal and dangerous, were clipping his hope!
He’s got this much going for him, though. He’s alive! Yes, and he’s survivor, a tough guy, is he?
Only a fighter, strong man, could stay alive out here alone, no people, no nothing, just bare bones for company!
Company? He gets used to the fact, that he doesn’t have any, and lets his imagination run wild.
We see he’s got a case of liquor, and drinks it, like it’s going out of style, and takes comfort, he’s gone mad, cause there’s no place else, to go. His desires as big, for real food manned by wines of all kinds, and whisky too!
He ain’t got nothing to do.
His fun is to watch the sun come up and go to watch it, as it go down! His aim, might only be to feel like a winner, go hunting, and catch a dinner, of red canyon snake, sun baked, topped, with some, some cool fresh cactus juice, with the bugs and thorns removed!
[ 6 ]
Who is he?
Where does he come from? Why does he choose this God-forsaken dry hell hole to dwell? But, but wait, does it matter to him?
Now, what’s his name? There is no one to recall, from whence he came? From whence, he came, really important to him?
Removed is he. He is in Arizona. He, he is trying to remember, if he ever had childhood tender? The white of eyes stand out in his face stark! And when he smiles the cowboy, looks kind of handsome, in a deathly kind of way! What a waste?
He is the picture of a tall rustic kind of cowboy, that looks crazy, because he is.
He doesn’t care anymore, he doesn’t. He doesn’t give a dam about his about his appearance, what people might think, cause out here and there aren’t any. He is beyond that, vanity, is a brat!
He is from a pass time, long dead today!
But yet here he is, why? We don’t know, he doesn’t know, only his destiny knows, and destiny is not saying. It’s keeping tight lipped.
His clothes, if you can call those clothes, are rags, all faded, bleached by the constance of the direct sun light bright!
Did you know, the sun can bleach your clothes white? Bleach your bones white, too, when you’re dead!
Who knew? And his minds screwed up bad, it’s not all totally baked, but well on it’s way, . . going insane today!
He, he tries to remember, when life, was so tender, but each time it gets tougher, tougher for him to remember.
Year it’s true, he wears this here wide rim cowboy hat, to keep the sun out of his eyes, at least he tries! And his uncut hair long, from hanging down into his dark tanned face. And that boogie man bullet holed, cowboy hat?
He wears it day in, day out, every day of the year. And in his hair, that rat pet of his? Hiding out! Sometimes it appears, sometimes it don’t! It’s dark as hell is black, looks like black wet cat, a bad rat’cat, from death-land! Smelly looking, smelly, with a red tongue hanging out, like a black dog! And his hat, that hat!
[ 7 ]
It’s in a despicable state, dusty and all raggedy, a bullet hole, or two, or three, with dried snake blood on it! He doesn’t care, what he wants is to have his eyes in its shade! It makes him happy, and cool!
Tells what this boy do, tells you what this here, cowboy, has been through! Doesn’t it?
Around his neck, he wears a fractal set moon, jewelry, shaped like snowflakes, done up, in whats looks like brass, or, of yellow tin metal. Might be gold?
He wears a long wooden carving of a whistle, looks worn, very old, and you could tell he uses it a lot, by the shiny patina discoloring, its got.
Yep, you can see he’ used it a lot! Probably when he goes hunting for hawk birds, to get their attention, while he sneaks up to shoot them. He’s looks mean enough to eat the bird without cooking it, and just chewing on them, feathers and all. The long whistle, it dangles around his hairy neck. He has another smaller charm,
whittled out of dried white buffalo bone, with a hole in the middle, the type you use to call animals, hiding in the bush! You, Hoo. You Hoo, we can imagine him saying to the poor animal, I am going shoot you in the tush!
He was talking, to himself that day, in the shadows, and had a hostile, glint in his eyes. Hey Sally, Sally! Hey Salleyyy! Sal ley?
He would brake out in laughter, over something, he either thought, or he’d said to himself. Obviously mad, this man. We presumed, he was thinking about something bad that had happened to him, cause, next, in the next minute he looked different, had a mood change or something?
He had a serious look, that would suddenly, come over his face, was he possibly thinking of some disgrace? Then, one instance and then the next, he’d have a broad grinning pleasant smile, as if he was talking to a woman for a while, a girl friend maybe? He was crazy, definitely!
[ 8 ]
And then he shakes his head, looked all around, looked all around again. And, there would be a twinkle in his eyes, and he’d smile too! As he spoke to himself, he would enthusiastically gesture, with both his hands, explaining something to himself, we couldn’t understand.
And when he laughed at something, he laughed, and laughed loud, as if it was really funny, and yell Sal ley!
He would hold his stomach, and laugh, and laugh, and laugh. And laugh some more almost giggling, so many moods had he.
You know, a wild west Arizona styled, vagrant, yes, but a very, strange bad dude.
But who was he? Where was he going? Was he really a loser, a nobody? A hobo, wanderer. A hobo wanderer, always he, always will be, that’s him? Who knew the truth?Sleeping in railroad box cars, by day, sleeping in railroad box cars by night!
Traveling light, across country in them, sleeping in them and watching the world go by in them. Sometimes, he would jump off, and stay a spell, especially if it was Arizona where he’s from, and accustomed to dwell.
He travel all over, the place, and one day he would be in one of those rickety southern towns, named with a four lettered word, full of kinds,
all types, running around with a head on they necks screwed on backwards, and a crooked heart, crooked eyes looking at yer like a spy, trying to get your money! Gun carrying? Year! Low down and sneaky ? Year! But meet ’em up in saloon, or bar, nice as can be, drinking youn see! Fun to be around when they are not fighting and trying to kill each other!
You got good and you got bad town folks, cowboys, red necks, black bling’ers, mexican singers, farmers, small time indian hoods, and more than a few eastern boys, with their fast cars and woman, come out west trying to make a dime on their farms growing out that weed. Growing that weed, fast as they can, before the big companies come along, take over the towns and run them out with a gun!
Life ain’t fun sometimes, and what you see is what you get, and you live for today cause you don’t know about tomorrow!
Every body pretending to be nice, when in truth, they’d rob their own mother to get a hit.
A little cocaine for the brain! And they wore guns in their holster, eyeing everything that moved, live and dead!
Rex, was his own man, his own law, his own government, something in his genes, his DNA,
made him a killer. Killer genes, that’s what he inherited, he couldn’t fit in, if it killed him! An odd ball, a person so far out, he should never have been born.
[ 9 ]
A big seven footer So, He thought he ain’t got to be scared of nothing! Besides he carried Tits! He carry Tits, his sawed off shotgun, that looked more like a crazy machine gun. That’s the nick name he gave his shotgun! She’s be with him, where ever he went, she goes! He carried her in his right hand most of the time, or in his shoulder bag, or hidden in the long leather coat he sometimes wore!
He wore a holster belt with a gun on each side of his waist, and had a hunting knife, name Lula too, that he knew how to threw.
Rex, don’t take much lip. If you got in an argument with him, if you didn’t know, if you weren’t a friend of his, he go crazy on yer, something takes him over, he come off really angry, scary like, like some from the dead, and tell you not to talk over him, and was very aggressive, dominating the scene, ready to fight, knew how to fight, and did frequently, and if that fails, he’d shoot!
He’d shoot first, and ask you questions later. Lot of good that’ll do you!
But nature has it’s reasons, why things are, and in what time, and what seasons! To Rex, life was for players of a game, redistribution of fame and wealth, your money wasn’t yours,
it belonged to him, that’s if he could get it, and he lived to try. And, to that end was willing to die!
When he didn’t have any money, he would get some, saying he’d get his money straight!And get boozed up. Raise hell, with the town folk. And visit the towns bars, and go to the saloons, cause a lot of hell, and steal what he could, and hop back on the trains, and be gone, but not for good! He’d be back, when his wallet was again thin and flat!
[ 10 ]
[ BIG REX ]
[ Big Rex, has fallen off the empty open box car train again, comes too, and tries to figure out what happened and talks to himself. ]
Well, . . . well, well seems, seems like I done got liquored up again, and fell from the train. Shit! Fool me, must be insane! Shit, I don’t remember a thing, not a dam thing! Drunk I must of been! Oh well, let me see if I can get up, he said as he rolled over, and struggled to get up right, and got on his feet. Unsteady, he shook his head, blinked his eyes, and squinted up and looked all around,. and saw the truth. He was a man alone and outta town, and out.
Shit, I must of had one hell-ova good, good time, heh, heh, heh, Oh, year! Cause these panties, stuffed into my shirt, sure in hell didn’t get there by themselves. HA, HA, HA, HA, . . I don’t remember how, usually means I got too drunk to remember, but, I must of had myself a good time in that town! Dag-git, my head hurts, dammit!
I got a hang over and a half. Can’t even remember, the name of the town, or the name of the girl I was fooling around, or when I climbed back on board the train car!
Or when I fell off the train. Any hows, I woke up and here I am, in the dead of night, in the bushes next to the rail road tracks, not a good place to be, reeking of whiskey, and I can barely stand up!
My head buzzing! Cousin! Where the blazes am I? Don’t knows! Any-hows, just my luck, out here, in the middle of nowhere.
And the little jug of whiskey I kept in my shoulder back pack, was finished. Not even enough to keep my whistle wet, god dam, man, nothing to drink, till the next train comes.
When?
Who the hell knows, who the hell knows, when that will be? That’s a hog ‘wash mystery?
But, wait what’s I thought I heard something, Big Rex, said thinking to himself, as he quickly grew cautious, and pulled his pistol out and held it out, as he looked all around, a couple times, trying to find out where the sound was coming from.
[ 11 ]
Sounds of something got to me, sounds of something running in the shadows of the dark!
Got, Tits ready, case, now that do be strange noise comes my way, I’ll blow it away! I thought. I heard something in the shadows. I looked and looked,
and didn’t see even the nothing stuffen, of anything living or dead.
The night was quiet, sounds usual, night birds, bats flapping their wings eating insects, on the wing, prairie foxes running in the bush, crickets chirping like they should, and howls of the wolves up aways in the distance, yep. Everything normal like it should. Yet something inside of me said watch out Big Rex.
But, if something was out there, that shouldn’t be. What ever it was, that, fuddy duddy sucker, was going to be a dead fuddy duddy sucker!
If I laid my eyes on him. I quietly pulled out my shotgun, Tits. Looked to the left, looked to the right, in the night, there was a deaf sight,
a big black cowboy in the night, looking down at me!
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
” Howdy stranger in the night, I am a friend,
saw you laying there. Thought maybe you hurt o need help, o something. Are you all right,”
[ 12 ]
[ BIG REX ]
[ shotgun at the ready listening what he said, . . ]
Am I all right, asked this black sneaky dog, who snook up on me in the middle, of the middle of the night, talking all sweet like!
I swirled big Tits, my shotgun, around and aimed for his head. I could not see him clearly, cause it was dark and he was black! And he was different. Different.
He didn’t have any brown or chocolate in him, he was pitch black as can be, like my black cat hiding in the back of my neck, thought Big Rex, to himself. Big Rex, anxiously, felt a little fear about this here dude. It, to him was a natural response to have, in the dead of night. Why should he trust him, BR asked himself? But, BR, little did he know that this scene, he was living in, with this black shadowed intruder, suddenly coming on the scene, was not about one petty thug, sneaking up on another petty thug to rob him. No, it was much more that that. Much deeper, much creepier; it was destiny knocking. The man’s look, was to appear real, and a game was being played designed to be indistinguishable from reality. The black stranger was like a mask man, camouflaged in a-body that couldn’t be real,
to keep his real identity secret.
And what was occurring was that Big Rex, was in a digital dream interface manipulation, outside of the concepts of rules of existence, that he really couldn’t possibly know of.
Or could he, could he too, have been hiding secrets about himself, and that’s why,
he was choosing to live the life of little seen,
low life vagrant cowhand, roaming the outlaw badlands of the under belly parts of the west,
with it’s drugs trafficking gangs and bad hombres, who get up every day to live, drink,
and be merry, and committing murder all the time, as a way of life.
Was that his way of life for real, or was he just playing, playing the role of drunken derelict, crazy man, sleeping on trains hiding from something? He was boozed up, and fallen down far from town, and someone comes across him, laying on the ground, whether that persons, intentions whether good or bad are unknown, as Big Rex, fearing the worse, as he sees the man in the dark out in he prairie, reacts :
[ 13 ]
[BIG REX ]
Boy, you know, you just about startled me, a little. Do you, do you know that boy? I said to him aiming my gun steady, at his heady, at the ready! Right the wrong, or right the right, I thought to myself, one wrong move, and this piss’ah ain’t gone last long tonight!
Now, just what you doing going sneaking around in them there bushes boy, I asked him.
Huh? Er, waiting to ponce on me, and rob me, er, I asked him angrily? You know?
Cause I was pretty sure thats what he was going do. Anyway, my finger hugging the trigger of Tits, poised to blow this man,
to kingdom come. And I would of, but he spoke again, real easy like.
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
Rob you? Oh, no! Cowboy, no, not me, me your friend. Like you might see someone, on the ground, ” Brother in the night,” laying alone, perhaps hurt?
He said in broken English accent that was difficult to place, couldn’t tell where he was from,
but where ever he was from, wasn’t from this world. This man if hurt, maybe needs help? That, what I thought in my head, he said.
[ BIG REX ]
[ The man was gesturing with his hands wildly,
like he really didn’t want me to shoot him, and his words sounded sincere enough, still? ]
I’ll decide if he’s telling the truth, later, I thought to my self. In the mean time I began to talk with the man a little bit. Now, chicken out the dude, close. I done noticed he ain’t got no eyeballs! Holy shit , I said to myself! No eyeballs!
So that was what was bugging me, I mean dam , that was a problem for me understanding, but, if I could put that out of my mind, despot of that he sounded like a regular dude, a nice person. Still, . . .
Well, partner, I said, slowly lowering my Tits, down from pointing it to his head.
If what you are saying, is true, than that’s mighty neighborly of you. You trying to say, you want to help me and all. I is mighty hungry and not feeling too good!
I thought, I would be the only hobo traveler dude out here in the this here patch.
But looks like there, will be two of us hobos travelers, waiting for the next train to hitch a ride and catch. My name is Big Rex, that’s what they call me.
You gotta a name?
[ 14 ]
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
Si, señor, they call me Mondongo. But I think you got this all wrong, me no hobo. I live here. You need any help? He asked me again.
[ BIG REX ]
I lowered my shotgun down, and spied on him with squinted eyes! Taking my time and pausing.
I didn’t know to believe him or not, or to blow the pissa’s head off!
That’s, when I noticed this, he didn’t have any eyes, just holes in his head, where eyeballs should be.
Everybody got eyeballs in dey head, but not this cowboy, not this sidewinder, not this cowboy!
Dammit, I thought, something is up? He was the blackest cowboy, I ever did see.
He was so black that when he smiled I noticed his teeth where black too. That was the last straw!
Seeing that, set me back, I wanted to see all his black crooked teeth again, so to trick him into opening his mouth.
I made up something dumb to say.
So I said to him, you look kind of healthy, healthy boys, got long tongues to lick a woman, you got a long tongue boy, I asked him?
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
“SURE,” look he said, and the man stuck out his tongue to show me, and it was about four feet long, and it was black too! That’s when, I thought to my self, somethings wrong with this here boy.
Then I looked him over once or twice, and saw the boy had a lot of things wrong with him.
He seemed friendly enough though, harmless. and I was so, so dam hungry, I just couldn’t help asking :
[ BIG REX ]
So, you got any grub, any good stuff to eat boy? I am sure mighty hungry, and would appreciate it, I asked him?
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
If you stop calling me boy, sure. White gringo, you sure in hell not. Remember I ain’t your boy, boy! Otherwise I don’t got no food.
[ 15 ]
[ BIG REX ]
Well, sir, I knew where he was coming from. So I didn’t call him boy, no mo! I told him how I was trying to hunt me up something to eat, but didn’t catch nothing.
I told him how hungry I was. We talked a bit, and as we walked he said he was taking me to his camp. Which he said was just ahead. As we walked, I heard the tinkle of coins, in his pockets.
[ BIG REX ]
Maybe I’ll take Tits out, and relieve him of them, perhaps he’s got gold on him, I thought to my self. I might come up with something worth while, anyways there’s time, I said to my self, and thought
First lets eat, drink and be merry. For the winds that blow the tumble weeds are blowing now,
tomorrow, who knows what they will blow in?
Besides, I just, might get some information from this cowboy, I thought to my self. What did you say, your name is again?
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
Me, Mondongo.
[ BIG REX ]
Year, right, anyway, I thought to my self, Just my luck, here it is, two Hobos out in the dark of night. And after while we reached his camp, It was fenced in all around with a tall black iron gate, and as we approached it, he kept walking, and I followed along,
but stopped cold when I saw him walk through the iron bars of the gate like it just wasn’t there.
He kept walking, and I, was freaking out, I was shocked and yelled to him, . . . Hey, how you do that?
He turned non nonchalantly, like it nothing out of ordinary, and turn around, pulled out some keys and open the door of the gate and held it open, gesturing to me to walk on in.
I did. But now I knew I was in big trouble. Things were not, thing were not, not what it seemed.
I got scared but didn’t want him to know, for heaven sakes!
And in the yard there were some old wooden chairs and benches; he invites me to sit down,
he doesn’t invite me in, I thought that not very neighborly, but then, maybe he got his lady in there and maybe she’s private or something?
Anyhow’s, he goes in to this big tent, one of those pointy tents pointing up to the sky, called a Indian tent, or what’s it called a Tepee, and sets up a table outside the tent, with some black plates and black napkins which I thought was strange. It was like a funeral, but being very hungry, I couldn’t give a dam.
And so he brought out, some benches all painted black, and waved his hand,
for me to come over and sit close to him, and that’s when I started to check stuff out good,
and noticed that even the house, the tent he lives in was black.
And he was rambling about this and that, and he brings out this nice dinner, of turkey, and all the trimmings, candy yams and all.
Only thing, was all the food was black.
And that’s when I noticed him, taking two pieces of black whole wheat bread, and picking up a black kitchen knife, and spreading some black butter on it.
Then he sat down across from me, and we started eating, and I asked,
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[ BIG REX ]
Got milk? Got milk? Got any milk?
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
And, he looked at me hard, then suddenly smiled broadly with his big smile full of big black teeth, and said enthusiastically, . . Sure!
So, he went in back inside the black teepee house, and brought along a jug of milk, and glasses, and placed a glass on the table in front of me, and poured some out, into a glass. That’s when I noticed the milk, was black. I tried to smile and say thanks, but it as hard!
And I didn’t wasn’t to look at him, cause he did have no eyeballs, and that was hard for me to deal with.
So he served me a black plate of nice black hot rice.
That’s, when I noticed the fork and the silverware, was black. The black silverware was shinny, and I was mighty hungry, and I was ready to forget all that, all the anomalies,
and just chow down and get down with the getting down, and just start eating, but since the food and everything was dark and all,
I asked him, could he turn on the light. So I could see what the hell I was eating!
May be ants are crawling on my food! I don’t know! I thought it was reasonable thing to ask!
[ BIG REX ]
Saying to him friend,
” Thanks for the nice dinner, it do smell mighty nice, but do you mine turning on the light? “
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
Mondongo stopped chewing on his food, and turned and looked at me without eyes in his black head, and said,
Me don’t got no light. Me always eats by the natural organic light of the moon.
[ BIG REX ]
Year, I said to him, but the moon is not out tonight, I can’t eat, every THING is so dark?
[ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
Man, you got to be crazy, the moon is out, don’t you see it, don’t, you see up there, he asked me, pointing straight up over our heads.
I looked up into the heavens, all I could see was the blackness of the sky, and that’s when hits me I must be nuts, cause the moon is out but was visible but just barely.
It was dim, and getting dimmer by the minute.
I had to get my shit together,
I started eating as fast as I could, I was woofing down the food, crabbing it with my hands stuffing it in my mouth real fast, so fast I was hardly chewing, cause, hell year, I wanted my stomach full, but, shit, year, you bet, I wanted to get the hell out there.
If I stayed, I could just imagine bad things were gone happen to me.
So with my belly full I got up and headed for the door, and waved to him, and said thanks for the grub, and if my belly wasn’t so full I swear, I would of ran away!
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[ BIG REX ]
So kept walking as fast as I could, and when far enough away I saw a log, I sat down there,
thinking, what the mother Bleep, BLEEPING BLEEP, bleep bleeping bleeping shit is going on here ?
[ MONDONGO ]
[ mondongo appeared out of nowhere behind me and was laughing and said ]
Time is now. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, . . . you don’t know what your destiny is?
You don’t know, because you are not supposed to until the day of your destiny,
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, ha, ha, . . .
He said laughing, shaking his head sideways like his neck was made out of rubber blubber! Me, hell, shit, I got up and started to run boy. I twisted around and I shot the sucker,
BAM, BAM BAM! I shot at him a couple of times, but he just kept laughing! Boy seemed to like bullets!
This cowboy was a ghost or a spirit or my drunken imagination getting the better of me!
I was nuts. I was insane. got so scared, felt like I was gonna piss in my pants like rain! I was scared out of my wits, I didn’t have any more brain!
It had to stop. It had to, It had to. I kept going and didn’t look back, said Big Rex to himself!
And he didn’t look back, he ran, just like scared rabbit being chased by a wolf!
He was out of his league, he come in contact with a demon,
a imaginary monster coming out of his mind. But, what if it weren’t imaginary, what if it were real?
What? Why? Was there a lesson, he could ascertain by this encounter?
The environmental content of the parameters of the encounter was a construct mentally in black and white!
Raw, like the facts of life. But what life, life, defined by who or what?
Defined by when, even though the basics like time, and light, were self evident and reduced time,
time, may have appeared to stop, but it didn’t, it was there forming the framework of this uncharted
experience by not by chance? But wait, when one, is dealing with destiny,
there is fate and no chance, that is the Fractal law.
But in the outer dimensions of reality, restrictions are not allowed to exists, and all things are possible!
Big Rex, was scared with good reason. The encounter Big Rex, just had lived through, was full of anomalies,
and while the intruders appearance was suppose reveal something to him.
What ever it was Big Rex, for the life of him couldn’t see it.
It was though he was blind, like the Cowboy named Mondongo, no eyes, and can’t see it,
but, even though Mondongo, had no eyes at all, he didn’t let that stop him,
didn’t let that stop him from living his life,
Could that, could that be the hidden lesson? The sight of man with holes in his head, where his eyes should be? Would not having eyes stop you? Don’t let anything,
any obstacle, stop you in life from achieving your goals, your destiny?
And how do you do that when you don’t know what your destiny will be?
Big Rex, kept running, kept running, but then, dealing with things outside of this Cowboy comprehension, deep denial gone wild,
the mind, can play tricks on you, can’t it?
Can make you see things, hear things, and when the truth is something you can’t handle you crack, snap and don’t want to look back.
Big Rex, is not so big now is he? He runs dizzy, along close to the ground, tiny and small, like a naked maggot, thinking he’s tall when he’s not! look at him, like little boy, like little boy running ragged, home to his mommy.
But in his case, his mommy is the next train car he gets in to. It’s his haven; there always trains cars traveling to and fro,
carrying goods all across the country. There always a place that’s not where he is, not where he is. A secret dimensional crib, native only to him, like a manifest destiny, setting him apart like a lark!
Wo, foe, com’ith from within, secrets every man has it’s sin! Sally, Sally, can you hear her? Can you hear him? A fond ghost memory that talks back to his head, like bread, telling the madman points in time, arkward things, dangerous thoughts running in his head full of crimes, full of crimes, he wants to keep to himself, but can’t? We’re out of time!
And for some reason that’s an attraction, the dark forces are attracted to him. Some people like where they are. Not everybody. But some do! Where they are maturity wise.
He is not one of them, roaming, searching, that’s why he calls himself the wandering cowboy. There is a little wandering cowboy in all of us!
It’s like a compulsive disorder, a urge, a compulsion, to flee and he does, not because he wants to.
Oh, no! But because he must. It is hard wire in him to run. He’s a runner!
What did the black shadowy stranger tell him, destiny? That’s where he is running to, whether he knows it or not.
Then, then something, something, very hard to explain happened!
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The Earth shook!
And the ground turned upside down, and rose up off the Earth, left the original Earth, and hung in the air, above the original Earth, stood there rotating around slowly in circles.
The other Earth upside down, shattered parts of which disengaged, raged, switched, pitched, molecularly icka’switched, rigamortized, and tumbled, tumbled around and around in violence, but adhering still to the forces of Mother Nature gone mad and gravitised!
What happened simply, the finality of it all, due to bombastic intermolecular disengagements, lamentably causing structurality atomic schisms, caused intensely loud sounds of nightmarish booming thunder, augmenting them to super deafening levels!
As the racy crunching of impossibly huge rocks, came slamming down into Earth number one!
They did so, with the extreme arrogance and prejudice at uncontrolled speeds!
They pummeled, crashing, smashing, and ricocheting back up upside downside, smashing ferociously together, heavily, as the Earths duplicated, erupting in hot balls of steam, than melted boulders in lava like streams, that rushed into the sea spraying up in to the air, bright spider webs structures everywhere, like thick sizzling reddish yellow Fractal webs, connecting the two new, bi planetoids, together haphazardly in its awful moments of death!
From this whole beginning, of these evil events bifurcation of both man, beast and the oceans, seas juxtaposed.
And flipped and re-assembled back, forming giant strange ultra fractalized slivers, of new topography.
Things of, lets say you got hit in the head this day, when a rock the mighty size of Eiffel tower, came your way! But didn’t crush you, it would take a big miracle to survive, well somehow, the epicenter of some sort of stability gravity zone existed, around us, through out this madness!
Allowing the cavern structures where I was, and he was, to stay in place safely, and not only our mental psycho-pretexturalies introspective, in both our personages were saved, but our physical bodies too, in us two!
Thank the Gods of luck, other wise we would not have co-survived this cud nightmarishness.
Now at the hour time and place, this was all going on, I was unaware that the stranger and I would have co survived this melange catastrophe.
It happened so quickly, there was no time, to have time to think, much less react, just hold on, and pray!
The conversation between the smashing mountain rocks, and red hot awakened Earth components, transferred avoiding nothing over roads of the real, buffered into the in mouth of the hot surreal, leaning to the points, of the totality finality of death!
Mock not, this day of the rock splits, onto the two islands separated, goes into shock, chases her mind thine, crazily into the woods of good, bad, and brutally mainland halved, earths, for necessarily supplying life puzzles, the impossible, un muzzled, two earths, screamed their birth inaugurations, sensations of creations, majesties rescue a shipwrecked posits, worthless deposits, for the few fleas peoples, parched all that was, beached and made it to the compound, named life, new, due to powers, hours, hath’it’sat, say it, shall, and so be’ith educated edict, let no man put complaints, asunder this wonder, but go ye forth, enjoy the aftermath and give thanks, for the afterwards peace!
[ 19 ]
The termination of life, who knows, never say never, first class desire of nature, is self similar survival supremacy!
Basically vexed, in five times the pressurized complexities, rushed to and forth, like a broth, but finally the great wobbling of the humongous chunks of both Earths stabilized, up in the atmosphere, hanging in the air, like sizzling scrambled eggs! Settling finally back, in close approximations from each other separated, by only two or three miles perhaps if that!
The predominant cosmological systems rapidly absorbed the change, as if it did not take place in Fractal space. The celestial components stood there looking on at us, the sins and the sun too, was still up in the sky on the corresponding ordained orbital trajectories, along with the moon, stars and inner outer Universities, in all their magnificent glories, and need I dear say, so thank the force, were we!
Its giant rocks, bigger and smaller, hailed down impacts, like thunder, in that fateful moment, that fateful day, that fateful minute, and day turned into night, and night turned back in to day, a new day came as it rained!
Stones so big, the size of buses, and trees with disease, the size of planes, and all manner of sandiness grit, and looseness bits, prone debris, sailed down heavily, suddenly with the mighty roaring sounds, straight out of hell!
Loud enough to wake up the devil!
They fell back to the original Earth1, waking up the dead out of graves!
Everything falls down, and the man ran and I both sprinted to take cover, in any gutter, into the safety of the cracks and caverns! He went one way, and I another, and I don’t know about him. But, I closed my eyes really, but really tight, and I prayed like a baby!
We did hide, for quite a long, long while, under and in crevices in the mountains! As stones and rocky chunks, the size of buildings, came thundering down around us, bouncing, crashing, buckling up, spats of electricity cut mountains easily in half, like soft yellow cheese! And down, flashed dancing rocks, rotating a thousand times a second, came booming down, with the roaring sounds, and speeds of draconian unleashed, wild buckets of millions of mad as hell rocks, splitting, screaming, splintering like wild dangerous sharp cutting glass, ready to crush, slice and dice us!
The rocks hot, dazzled and gleaming with core stones, from the Earth’s center, like blue white cut diamonds, being exposed, sprinkled the Earth like little sparkling eyes! The hot steams pouring out of them, like in a hot kettle in a pot, and lord knows hot water sprang up, hot enough to boil your eyes out, hot enough to rip your skin clean off your face! Oh, what a disgrace, can’t live life in this place!
Finally rocks after a long while, the stones and debris stopped falling, little by little, and the tumultuous roaring sounds of earth crunching together, seized! And things, started to stabilize, and low and behold the earth on top that was floating above us in the air, was blocking out the sun, and suddenly, in the shadows the impossible happened. It got cooler, yes! Yes, yes! The temperatures were dropping fast! It was impossible, but I felt it! It was coolness, but it was true! I felt it, it was coolness, coolness! Still it was a little warm, but not as brutally hot, as it was before!
Things slowly were settling down, as the huge mountains of dust settled back forming what looked like, intense clouds of fined grained saw dust! The colors, wow! Oh Wow! It was a magnificent sight.
It was so beautiful, to see the translucence’s of the sun light’s beams streaking through the big clouds, like flashlight beams shining brightly through the clouds of dust, with such a huge range of colors too, such a being like me, could appreciate, such a scene such as this! I saw the dainty sunset like light brite pinks meshed with inter orange lush tonalities! It was composed of every kind of yellow and whole variety of mellow colors! It was like awe inspiring! It was life changing! I never dreamed such a thing could have happened, yet here it was, I could see it! It was unbelievable! I was witnessing the birth of another Earth, one up and one down below, that’s the one, I was standing on! Two of them, and in fact, now that I think of it, that’s exactly what it was, Earth Mother Fractal two!
Still, beautiful, or not, thought alien observer to himself, all the dust, it got in my eyes, my hair, my ears, my machinery’s circuitry and every where! But I was alive, still working, undamaged!
This was possible, thanks to technology, for I luckily, was constructed as a Digtaslsometbetrodic being, after all! My cameras caught it all!
After a spell, I witnessed, something strange, the other guy, the human, yep, he did it too! He was alive, and, not only did he survive, don’t know how? Humans are so fragile! Yet there he was! I saw him dusting off the dust from his arms. And taking off his hat, and long jacket, shaking the dust and sand out of his long hair! And low and behold, when I zoomed in, he started to smile! He was smiling!
He had a big ass grin on him!
Can’t for the life of me know why?
Now the man walked to the spot where his coat was before, an immediately began digging, and digging. After about an hour, he got it. And with his bare hands dug it up and out of the rubble! It came up and out, his beloved old wind breaker, and he pulled on it hard to get it free! And it took a while to get it out, out of the debris, then you know what? He put his coat, the wind-breaker coat, he put it, he put it on, and smiled, grinning. He raised his rifle up, up high, and aimed straight up, at the face of this Mother of Earths number two, and shot the mother full of holes ten times, yelling loudly as he fired at it away :
“You sons of bitches, I am free!”
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Then the original Earth, was on the bottom. And the fractal copy of the Earth, was on the top.
And hung in the air, steady there, then magically between the two Earths, came a big flash of lightening! Out of the light came the pow, snap and crackled of strange electrical sounds, like something fizzing and cracking!
Theres was no need, for graveside eulogy, for the passing of the Earth old, to the new Earth number 2 of two, new, like a half baked, homozygote, it was true!
Then came the stiff breeze and hence a high windchill of new consequences, times and places and adjustments to the new age of the new Two Earths!
I, listening, my ears taught sensitive, thus heard : heard a voice out of the wilderness, are, are, are thee ready, something quite different?
Sustainability’s newer realities, birthed, as it relates to natural ecosystems complexed to the particularities, when distinguishing societal sustainability, from ecosystem sustainability?
Could we be it, and it be we?
An unsustainable ecosystem will collapse, causing a large extinction event, tis true, but miraculously, this time it was not to be!
A near-death experience yes, but, stressed near, for we lived! These phenomena after a time is nothing more than the topic of lure, but to be here, alive, alive, inside the fractalized happening, spaced, me out big time!
The clockwork universe theory, compares the universe to a mechanical clock wound up by a supreme being, what ever he she it my mind in madness did this hour, day, minute, second, was shocking, yes, but to survive it ,was more than fine with me!
Suggested arguments, against why this could happen, or happen not, I dismissed it, because I live in the now, and so, dutifully, I testify by my being alive in the now, and as survivor as witness!
Natures, perhaps I say this facetiously but, nature speak’ith not in words, but in mightiness of actions and today she has’spoken a signal, that artfully selects the survival of the fittest, as she and she alone sussed out right of way, for who should go and who should stay alive, there was something fishy going on live true, but only her shadow knows and he is not saying!
Structure of channels breaching barriers to our minds eye, she only can and do defy and so said, eyeballed from the point of view of our awakened awareness trolls or the fresh! Or meager we and I, don’t know why, this thing that happening now is not ordinary weight of a soldier’s mind panoply as the out of the nothingness, of the airs chemistry a pleasant-smelling, colorless, volatile ether that was the catalyst, then there it was , something looking like a giant ball of lighted electrical beams, snaps and crackles shattered the feeble airs reality!
And it appeared there, and I heard a strange, other world like fractal speak. It said ” Lets not tarry here, but go forth!”
And this thing, the ball shaped turn thing, was a Telepathic Iconography machine, which was, submerged in white fog, like the type of stratus foggy clouds, found only high in the sky, billowing gases, shaped like an amorphous robotic head, vibrating there, inside of it, fully lit!
Sparks flying in out every which way, splatting throughout the air with a spray of sparks and electricity! The sounds this thing made, combined with intense forces inside, the core of the Earths rumbling, angrily was totally deafening!
This ball which was a Transmigration Zhoto’digprojection machine, which was belching forth, a set of elaborate arrays of ceremonial beams, of great brilliance!
[ 21 ]
Blurry images, at first, very hard to see, but with each passing second, the feeble fragments came to fit together, like a crossword puzzle, and a bulb lit up in my head, warning me to be very skeptical and very weary of what might happen soon! I began to hear voices.
Voices that sounded like a crazy man, talking to me, from a thousand miles way, at the same time, I could hear the environmental sounds, of the ecosystems! Sounds of birds, sounds of winds blowing, sounds of scratching things, scraping up the sands looking for insects to eat. I could hear, the trees breathing, throughout the leaves, sucking up the nutriments from the air, and the sunlight there!
I heard the noises of draggle crackle sounds of some black vultures, circling high up in the sky, close to the sun. I could her waters, seas, near and far, gurgling under in the deep streams every where! The atmosphere was alive with life! Inside the minds of all kinds, birthed deadly Strife! I could hear insects, shifting around under the rocks near by! And I could feel the motions of the earth, I stood on, heaving to and fro, moving below my feet! OMG, I could feel Fractal Gods! The Fractal Gods were at odds, large barging to this marginless zones, toned in surrealistic gravity, putting in place, a stasis of new realities! Oh hell must’ith have’ith me, these things, these impossible things, I today see?
It was unreal! It was unnatural! I lost my breath, it was just too, too much! Too, much for me! And slowly, very slowly, the fractalized portal transmissions, stabilized. I got new, clearer glimpses of the figure. And this world, forming in front of my unbelieving eyes wide! This new mansion, volatile making in the shadows of new times expansions. And this stranger? Was he, the same man, as before, or a self similar entity, that resembled him, but was not him just similar? Or was self similar to his old set of selves?
I, now seem to be hovering in the air, over his head, looking down at him, I sensed his mind opening, It thoughts to me, I watched his lighted brain flash pictures of his past, his past, his passed memories, but, it was memories, that were gory, shady and deep!
I heard voices too! Saying a spell inhale, hell into the fractal wells well, you go you see in to the fractal, you go with me, by and by something sighed inside of me, some alive inside of me. I felt it but what can it be? Fractal, fractal you be?
And then I saw it. The lights, big and bright lights, blinding me! I saw a vision, visions of his past, and asked merry not these visions be? What visions do we see ? Merry visions, came the answer from the beyond unvirginisities, boundlessisities painted, tauter red and ready all for all hell! Go rouged, merry go round hidings, wheels of Fractal memories abound, his memories, his, chemistries, like frozen branches, fractalized branches in the ranges of timers of stasis, altered and, placed with opened gases, trashes of star dusts in inner spaces!
Which I breathed in deeply, lace of special chemicals of the misty waters, special water with the secret powers of life and death?
Drink?
I heard a voice ask.
Drinkit?
Asked me again?
Drinkit?
I trembling, shaking wishing I was dead, fear in my mind, fear in my head, as I communicated with id!
Did not dare, refuse my fate, in the hand of Fractal time! Yime hoyahaaa sunn tick, mick, hoyahaaa sunn tick? Maggssithena, it and suddenly a young woman appeared and said: who whosdsiyt ahten it swille in debae, no not I? Around as I look bad, it too, looked at me, sadly I grew, then things went a backwards anew, and I closed my eyes, going back to where ?
And when I opened my heart, trusting in the force in the dark, and drank. Then the voices, trailed off into silence, and were gone, and slowly were replaced with a strange bands of waves music, filling the void, with loud scary desitacodic chromatic tonalities of desperate dooms plumbs! Hungry late I ate one, enjoying it, it sounded so good! The Fractal music belching forth, from a spectra-body to mind sequencer application, using scores from an irrational iterationalfabulation resuscitations, of Fractalized musicality, in the realms of spiritual formulas of the Ducks! The Ducks were yelling at me, I was stunned to, to hear them here, so clearly, so distinctly! What the Fractals were speaking? They were not leaking! What theory, had they, today to say, was terrifying! Suddenly I heard the sounding of big bass drums, combeating hard, as lard, as if they were located deep inside Mother Earths in the cellar of the bad fella!
[ 22 ]
Big Rex, has just witnessed the unbelievable splitting of the planet Earth, into two floating separate parts, if you can imagine it, they look like the shape of a big great fruit, cut in two, halves, maybe, perhaps with three or four miles of separation between the two!
The cause of this phenomenon, has been so far unknown, but has other worldly ramifications, in the forces of nature, and out side of it, and beyond, and the Universe it self. But, for now, the two halves, after tumultuous re-arrangements, shifting violently the continents, oceans and seas, now settle back, after both worlds, the upper Earth, and the lower Earth, were consumed in fires and destruction.
A totally unprecedented phenomenon is now occurring, slowly manifesting dualities double gangers everywhere! The few survivors, now face further challenges as they come to grips with having to confront, the opposites personalities of themselves, an evil fractal duplicate, self similar, but is a diabolical evil being, troubled personalities unleashed! That looks just like them physically! An army approaches and the army is you! Mentally your mind is gone!s
This is just an appetizer, compared to what is to come! In the midst of all this terror looming everywhere, is beauty! We see the thick smoggy, floating pale blueish gaseous clouds, floating upwards and twisting in the strange new currents of winds, streaming between the worlds like white on white cobwebs. These wispy strands, and bands like clouds, are a fantastic thing to witness.
They float high above in gloriously shimmering orange and white colored stratified cloud layers. All, shifting slowly between the upper and lower earths bearing witness to the new births. While down below, deep down below, glows in the twisted wreckage’s of burnt blacken and melted together buildings, we see mystery. We see the cooling of the lava, slowly moving, brite reddish, lumps. Churning and bubbling, spattering high as if they had the hick ups.
These meandering lava flows of death, running where streets use to be. Where cities use to be! Where humanity use to be! The lava rivers are there, still belching out straight up, vertically like chimneys, white gaseous steams, we hear a voice. I have eyes, that sure enough , that just about have seen it all, at least that is what I thought, but, I never, never! Never in my life, in my wildest dreams could I imagine this madness, real, hot and smelly as it was!
The scale and breathe of the devastation was outside of words, there was none! Repulsive sights, could make you vomit! Could not be ignored. In life you know what you see is what you get! Over there the head of horse, over there a leg of man, sticking out of the mud. Hair without a head, eyes of the dead, under my foot is a tongue. Next to that, an old bell, that once wrung. Pages in the floating stinking black waters from an hymnbook that children, once happily sung. Their humming days are dead.
Dead were buddies, friends and chums, then I saw it.
A big old fashion antic Harley Davidson, from decades back, parked like that, like everything was as it was supposed to be in the cobwebs of his mind, in his memory in past time!
It was a little dusty, but other than that, but how could this be? The other one speaks his mind observing in kind all things, and said :
I looked else where, I was already shell shocked, to mocked shocked, by so many strange sights, to care about anybody, anything, live or dead, anymore!
Only my mission!
My heart heavy, I don’t really have one, but my algorithm says I do!
My despondence grew, observing all that I knew, this I knew, it was wrong, to do what I was doing showing, showing, empathy!
[ 23 ]
I remember when I looked and remembered a time, when in this planet there was peace. I remember when there was order.
I have seen the coming of death.
I have seen the coming of evil.
Somehow, now people too, have divided into two, too!
A duality of the one split in two, manifesting into two separate beings. A good side and bad side, war is on the horizon and there’s someone bad, very, very bad, someone is on his way, on this new brave horrendously dangerous planet. There is an evil me! Is that plausibility? What will happen? Which one of us fractals entities will survive? The questions that I have multiply, and the possibilities too, divide. They, like this day, are all very, very scary. Just too much for a domain, to restrain! To, Too, unthinkable!
Fractals life surrealialities are unthinkable unless you have math for blood like me.
For now as I look at my new surroundings for guidance to help me comprehend my fate and how it will end.
I hear in the winds something I no nothing of, a voice whispering wohim wohimmemanha caoducks, the Ducks are , himahomiedacocto bucket, the Ducks, thid moo rhumba si, the Dusk are monof comba ha hitasata. I turn on my translator!
The Ducks are coming!
Oh my god, “The Ducks are coming!”
I thought I was comfortably, situated, but the wavelet convolution, I am on, apparently has experienced a glitch in its frequency!
I, I, I should not be, be affected, but, somehow I too am, am conflicted, me a Digtaslsometbetrodic being, my feelings, I should have none! I have my empathy button turned on, when it should be set to off!
This should not be, not me, personally affected, but what’s happening, as a witness cerebralspastically fluctuating being, but as it seems, as the Fracto psychoacoustic, or what is called, branches of psychology concerned with the perception of sound and its physiological effects, complexities now have begun. It seems it’s affected him, and affected one? It seem damages are not limited, but unbelievably extend to, investigatory distance observers too, like me? And me?
The bifurcation of the mentality of the protagonist personalities have mixed?
I shutter, double shutter to think, if that is true, the unworldly influences that broke amidst the mayhem, and that permeated, have such enormous power, it’s visual, physicality’s and its collections of powerful atom transdenominational, electronidoshozsetrodic, interrmolectuals affects all, including the outpost of any program, live or other wise, that is enabled to think? And that means, included, dare say I, me?
Should I discontinue? Should I press reset?
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Me, my essence, my senses, my mind shook by it all, felt like I, and despite my credentials and years of experience working in techo-celebraltransmigrational voyeurisms, my mission stands, my interests in this trip, has blown out my frequencies! And now, now the wavelets unstable, and my mentality too it seems. I struggled to maintain it, but it felt like, like I was on a pogo stick. In and out of this reality. Reality, this reality? Was it, or wasn’t it a malady, I was in this reality? Anyway, fed up, I ? Yes! Yes! But, able gable sable, despite it all, the phenomenon’s spill over effect, tougher, for facts to be, be precise, back, said I optimistically, not a drop, of truth, joins my senses, cause every feelings go blurry, in a hurry, so it makes me sorry, but look at the fragments, of his memories, seared, and thoughts, interactively, floored me, and met me, in the air. Puzzled, disappointed, yes, but then, I sense he’s his presence near, I sensed it! I sensed it! I sensed it! It was it! The culprit! HIM!
And, I felt the brush on my face, an underweight, if you please breeze, and without prompting of the catalysis actuating the sitting frequency of consequentiality pertinent , without inhibitors, I began to hear his desperate unconnected ramblings. His word, his words, and it sounded ungrounded and it was him, I knew it! It was him. I looked around, there, way, way down a thousand feet away, or more, sitting right up against the hull to this partially buried boat, the size of building, sticking out of mud of the earth. It was him, sitting in it shadow. It was him all right! Wearing his ghost coat, near the boat, his ghost cowboy hat, glued to his head, the man rat cat, all blacked he called,” Wrinkles”, hiding in his bushy hair!
And in his hand, he held his riffle, too! He was, he looked the same, but was he? Double in trouble, or was it I? An algorithm can’t die?
My, self, I categorically stood firm, my mission targeting of him! I snook up closer. Well, despite the fact, after all that had happened to him, he still discounted it all, smiling after that big mental fall, and he sounded as mad, as he did, before. He said, speaking to himself out, out, out loud of his mind. He said, I going get this shit working, this fire gotta fire, burn, so what’s this gonna do?
I didn’t understand what he was talking about?
And then, I saw him. He gets up, walks a few steps and drag some tree branches, that are still smoldering, and he configured a sort of campfire, and sat his backside back down and then suddenly began to cry! He cried, and cried! Humans cry! Surprise, to see a big bad man like that cry! Not I! But his heart, his red hot heart, with the fear in it, got, this way, because of this day, this hellish doomsday! What a day, that will burn way, into the fiber of compositions of his memories till he dies and is no more! I can’t blame him! I am glad I am not human! Especially a backward human like him!
He seems in the cross hairs of surrealities forth coming ducks! He sounded unfamiliar to me, since I started studying him. The smell of gasoline and other chemicals, waffering, lingering in the, in the air, as he sat there, then I moved, as I only can, in my present state, can I? I can, and did, augmenting my capacity, got closer, got still closer, cause I wanted to be able to record his words, his thoughts, cause I knew, what he did not! So I got closer, still. Then and spied him. He unaware of me there, turn on my invisibility cloak, watched, him comfortable with his madness, began once more, to talk and mumble absurdities.
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I grabs her up, I grabs her up, he mumbled, with a crazy look on his face, and I, immediately, turned on my detection linguistic profiling application state, and I heard him talk, in his distinct, quaint rough cowboy style, with that southern drawl accented speech, long gone.
BIG REX
I grabs it up, these loose woods, he said, I built my self this here campfire, why? Why not? And, I takes my frying pan out, and reaches in to my saddle bag. And from the gold I stole, I pulls out just one gold bar, just one, and plunks it down, in to this here hot pot that I got! I watched it get hot, boil and melt! He said rocking his head, backwards and forewords, like a bad crazy kid on drugs, but he wasn’t of drugs, his mind was, he was hallucinating, and enjoyed laughing to lesson the tension, he laughed and laugh : Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Reminds me, it do! Reminds me, of what just happen to me.
And my world, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha year, yep! Me? Me don’t gotta wait! Wait? I don’t have to wait, for there, right there the corner of my eye, he said as he sped on a insect that survived too, crawling out from under a stone alone!
I spots one. I ain’t alone! I sees it! And I swoops it up. I don’t think anything dead or alive, that goes through what I just went through today, can blame me, if I plays games in an effort, to try not get, more crazy, than I am ready, am I?
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I scoops up another, and drops it in the this container, where I keep em, till I am ready! Ha, ha, ha, ha,aha, ha, ha! In his madness he took a liking to his new fiends, roaches and bugs all kinds that seemed to have survived along with us too! He took a stick and scraped them up, one by one, in to this glass jar he had, and close the top back up and shook them, playfully back and forth, back and forth. Looking at these captured odd ball trophies. I hold, em till I am ready, then I wait till the gold in the pot is nice and hot, is thick and creamy like creamy gold soup!
Wo, dam Sam, all the shit I did to get this crap, all this gold!
And it ain’t worth a goddamn thing now! Gold shit! Gold my ass! Gold shit, that’s all it is!
I had bars and bars of gold I stole! Blood on it! Bars, bars of shit. That’s what it is now!
The F’in world is dead, and the value is shit! Just like me! Ain’t worth nothing. What do I do ? Well I guess I could make bullets out of it just for fun?
Gold bullets? Year, I could shoot myself in the brain. Kill myself with a gold bullet!
Year, go out in style! Ha, ha, ha, ha, wait, wait! Well, I can’t eat it. What can I do? Shit with it! Can’t do nothing, but look at it. I can have some fun with it. Who can say I can’t? Every body is dead!My gold, my god, my lord, my gold, don’t have no more value now, that life as I knew, shit! Gone sucker! Gone mother F’ er gone.
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He yelled out at they top of his lungs, ain’t no more! It, ain’t no more! It, ain’t no more!
Funny thing is I was poor, in the eyes of everybody! But, me! What they didn’t know, I had my stash, my hidden gold bars, at last!
This new truth,” Life as I knows it, ain’t no more! No more, nooooooo moreeeee! ” he said, shaking his head, shaking his head like man wanting desperately to know why he is not dead too! Everybody else is!
My head is no goddam good to begin with! How long will I last all by myself! Ain’t that a kick in the ass! How long will I last?
Big rex had this crazy soul searching conversation with himself, and little by little, he gather back his wits. He breathed deeply, cried a little more, breathed, looked around and then back down in to the pot! The pot that time forgot, its there he put his buggers!
few insects he found on the ground! His friends! He put his friends in the pot and fry’ em up! And he whispered, so what, so, so wha , so what, what possibly use could there be for gold, be for me, now? Only thing left to do with it? What?
Questions and of course no answers, no alternatives, for this survivor, and he did what any loser in this predicament would.
Stay tuned for Chapter 2, coming up next! What would you do?
Well, stay tuned, it’s me Madcow Sammy, I am observing all this, boy, as fast as I can! This stuff is getting plenty heavy for my head, I just might have to tweet Toni! I gotta go, I got another tweet bye, bye, adios, adieu, abschied, 告別 ,告别 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!
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BAD PERSONALITIES
BIG REX Chapter 2
What this man, did with his sprit broken and depressed, was wish for his own demise! But, said the mechanical spy, observing invisibly hiding by!
I was a Digtaslsometbetrodic being, after all!
Who would of thunk it? Surely not you, surely not I. I scowled, abruptly, and didn’t think it would be hard to think, data acquisition, could cost me my existence, in a blink! Why? A job involuntarily done, for the reign of one, such as an meritorious programed observer as me.
It seemed like fun to think, press, a button, and sink, initiate disruption, the management of the life cycle now happening, sophisticatedly influences abound fractoly unholy, fractoly unholily, allowed, thus, given apprehensive feel, to the air of this planetoid split Earths aware, laid bare.
I a visitor here, to self denies I, this truth, foolish it would beware, inquisitive, investigated, status around abound with flair, as it should be officiated, but by whom these fractalized double gang games to us, that will soon arrive coming, a running? Soon across this marked world, and it’s split personalities, eventually, both in all things real, and not, zeal here, let I be said, an ambitious move, out of the mouth of the dead, who if possible would concur before ditched, these un-sufferable destinies read.
Let it be said, said a timer automatic buried in my circuitry matrix machine, to me, warning me! To remember, the training I received, from my tutors benefactors, in all Patterns of Algorithms Geometrousities, and the dynamic rigors of a transmigrational, time traverse traveler, should come to, to a new world to only observe, but not to, let herself, himself, itself, get involved emotionally as an existential exercise. Turn off the emotion switch buttons, enterprise!
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Still, for first timers, the success rate is a probability of forty-five percentiles, a shoddy numerical fate, date, but me, with all my certified acumen, to see, and to know what is coming, preside of mentality weakening me? How, how can this be? Neither I, nor the mind in me, can foresee this worlds algorithms affects best, vexed?
Its implications of the scourges of transmigrating are known these are, but nevertheless, to fabulously wind up in the midst of a phenomena, like a Earth planet geometrousity bifurcation, is almost virtually impossible, yet here I am, witnessing it in real time, and observing it passionately as an super event, at the same time, as a responsible recorder and traveler. I am keenly aware, here that I am lucky, but, at the same time, subsidiaries of pedagogical research, will benefit by my recordings of the evolving Earth, terminal reactionary manifestations complexities, and no doubt, will understand, this is indeed, a seed, a pristine opportunity, to see a planet and its inhabitants under extreme duress, not just because of the looming ducks entities, but also, beside the implications, that signifies, but the object of our time travel studies reveal, the Earthlings are in no way a flight risk. No way, no way!
Why?
One!
they have no possession of pertinent technology to thwart their future, lurking events that by determinism’s fate, are coming.
Two,
They have no where else to flee to! Now for me, as an observer, I sense a change in me too, electromagnetic field disruptions grid spins, the replication of the dimension spins, may have affected me?
Certain? I am not. Worried should I be? Less I wind up down the slippery slope like this fool I see? He a rare bird indeed, fine specimen to track, aware on one level, yes, but the underlying issues, he’s cracked, and hasn’t a clue!
Look at hism, hism, pitiful, sitting catching bugs. Catching bugs, that’s what his life he thinks, has come too!
The think in his head, that untrained inherited brain, is so interesting. I watch him now, as he smells, and there he goes laughing in stupors, of a twisted pernicious rhetorical dimensional rants, clothed in his smelly pants!
Talking to himself, he out loud laughs, “Ha, ha ha,ha ha, ha,ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,” then utters :
I, I, I wonder what time it do be boy? Shucks, by da look a things, it’s getting darker, dark ker, ker, and the sun, my sun, is blocked by the other half, of the Earth hanging upside down, over my head, like a fool, he said to himself. With the look of a crazed man in utter bewilderment of his predicaments. As the prevailing essences of the presence of this new world fractal times, was happening, whipping his fragile mentality, and affecting all his malities.
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[ DIGTASISOMETBETRODIC DRONE BEING ]
I listened to him rambling. He sat hunched over on a log, next to a small tiny, green, survivor frog, with burnt skin and warts, and with only one eye left, who looked at him bereft too, as if he was big fat fly! The both of them looked nuts! Maybe the frog thought, he was food to be eaten. He had guts, or vise versa?
Nevertheless, they had to be hungry, one could surmise! He sat there, seemingly unaware that he was in the shade of the great big, giant ship stuck in the sand next to him.
He didn’t bother his curiosity, to climb up into the big hull of that huge mass, to see, if there was people still alive or money to be had. He assumed every thing on Earth was practically dead! Strange thing right, what a demented fellow will do. What would you do, if demented too?
Still, not he be, satisfied with his plight, thinking he was the lone survivor in the night, and comforted himself, playing with his gold and bugs, singing like as if in a old southern chichi-poo church, some where out there. His voice sounded like a raspy drunk, with a slow gritty feel to it! He sang very slowly :
I stirs em up gently, with this here twig. I stirs em up gently, with this here twig. I stirs em gently, with this here twig, once, twice, thats nice, three times, four. Doesn’t need no more, till I count to five, it’s bubbling alive. Ha, ha, ha,ha, ha.
Then I flips open real fast this here, my container, with all the little buggers inside, then I took a bugger out. Then the bug looked at me! And I looked at the bugga. Then I spat into the hot frying pan. And I heard a sounds of a flip, zip, and a sizzle, hee, hee, hee, and as the smoke and steam rose. I slide the skinny looking thing, in, and let it fry, ha, ha, ha,ha ha hee, ha, haw,
he hee, haw, away, aha, aha, ha, ah ha, Am I crazy, or what? Wait a second, did, did you see that? Did you see that worm? I love worms. I am not sure, but in another life, in another life, I must ta been a bird! wha, . . What . .
What I got, when I come to think of it, is nothing, nothing!
Nothing at all! I got bags of gold! But don’t mean shit! When I think, its kind of hard. I, I, don’t see my friends. I don’t see anything, that’ll give me hope. Nothing worth while to stay alive for! Maybe I should put, put a dam bullet in my blasted head, and, and just lay down dead!
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Everybody, everybody else is dead, the world is dead, save for one or two stupid ass bugs, might as well join them! If I die, as a cowboy should, I dies, then I die as a good cowboy, or don’t die at all! I can’t, I can’t, I don’t know, I no, no, I just can’t get myself to, to, to do it!
But to do it after all, the shit, that I just went through to survive this! Survive to, I did it to stay alive, now to come to suicide, don’t make any Goddam, sense! Something I am kind of short of, ain’t good. But no, naw, no way Jose! Better, that I rethink. Rethink that, anyway look, just look out at all this, this destruction. The world is gone in a hell basket. Me, shucks, crying like a stupid child, wild, well, give me the strength, got to, I got, to get it, from some place! Well, what the hell is a sucker like me, gone do? To do? Boo who, no crying I ain’t gone do!
I remember when I busted out of lockup, years back. I had to get the hell out, had to! There was , oh, I don’t know, several months back, I messed up, got caught, thought I could get away with, robbing the bank, by simply kidnapping the daughter of the president of the bank!
So, I being as slick as can be me, I caught the president’s daughter of the bank, and demanded the man, bring money. Lots and lots of money honey, bring it to me nice and cool! Nice and sweet!
And hand it over, red rover, if he wanted to get his daughter back. If he wanted her alive!
Sounded like a good plan! Sounded like a Goddam good plan!
It was on a what? Oh year, a thursday afternoon, high noon, I recall!
I was dressed snappy, wearing my long lucky wind breaker coat happy! Had my favorite boots on too You hoo, I felt good, like a bad man should! Mama lou was in my back pocket. Had my shades, a smoke, and took a drag, as I walked, and had my wind breaker long coat, in it I had Tits, my rifle. Tits, was hidden in the long side of my lucky coat, so no body could tell she was right there!
It always brought me, me luck before, but not that day!
Nope!
I took her, the man’s daughter, she called herself, Miss Sally May! And, I sent a carrier boy, by horse, to advise them, to give the ransom letter to her paw. But what seemed, like a good plan, when it comes to carrying it out, don’t.
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Don’t always work out! The pretty bitch rich kid, had a knife. I don’t know nothing bout it, till it was too late!
I didn’t see it till she stuck it into me. In, in my wrist! Well, sir, I was shocked like a mother [ Freaker. ] I could not shoot.
I could not hold my rifle Tits, with my right hand! I could not think, I didn’t believe what she had pulled! All I knew was I was bleeding, and some Goddam [ Freaking ] girl, she was gonna pay!
I took out my tits, and aimed at her head with my other good hand, pulled the trigger and smiled and put her down. Well, sir, this here cowboy, had, to, had to leave, leave town. And fast, I wrapped my arm up with strips of her white, of her white dress, I cut it up, to make a tourniquet, and that was it! Fixed my self up, best I could, and I ran, and ran away, stole a horse named moss, and wound up in this here Goddam valley till this day! And I knew I was a wanted cowpoke.
A wanted man, and ain’t nothing that gets you creepy and fear up, than seeing a wanted poster up on the wall, with your own dam face on it, under the words in big, big white letters, saying, “Wanted, Dead Or Alive.”
Every thing is quiet now, I got away! And ever since then, since they had a bounty on my head, I stayed out here! I went a little crazy, but I stayed! I stayed here, I thought, with time, I could escape.
I and I, I tried several times, but, buddy, each time, the Goddam bounty hunters, be on my raggedy ass, lickity split.
And they came after me, they came after me like nobodies business! The banker had bucks, truck loads! But, luck was on my side still, cause so far as having a good hideout was concerned.
No body knows, no body knows the hidden valley of,” Cacata-cactus lands,” like me! And thats, and that is why, I hunkered down here on the reservation, or whats left of it anyway! I got a number of ways to stay alive I got fire, fire so when it rains, when it rains in Spain. I can purify it and make crystal clear drinkable water, and I strains it out in my handkerchief! I don’t know how to cook, but cook I do, my food, one way or another brother!
I cook snakes, birds, shoot anything alive and eat it, bugs too, when things are really bad! The fire gives up heat, provides me warmth, light and comfort, keeps the Goddam predators away, night and day!
They keep their distance, and if they can’t understand they are not welcomed, I shoot them! Each and every person who ventures into the outdoors, should have a minimum of knowing how to get some grub, or to fish to put something in your dish, or shoot straight, and if it comes to that, than always shoot them in the heart!
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At least, at least, before the world ended that’s how I was. But ain’t shit alive now. Nothing alive nowadays!
Maybe a bug or two? He said to himself and looked sad, for a while, and then his face brightened up fast and the cowboy smiled and said :
I am a lucky sucker, for real! I found all this shit in my camp, buried and full of sand, but still good just like I left it.
I got two flashlights but the batteries are long dead. Luckily I found I had brought along just basics, to keep me together. Not just my coat, my guns, sword, Tits, and in my saddle bags, I found several bright color markers, flags, a mirror, whistles and my guitar!
All this shit, will help me, if I decide to stay alive. Distressed I’ve been, no jive, but with a little more luck, I’d, be OK!
Lucky some times I am, that is why I am still alive today! I, I guess?
I figured, better live out my days, a free dog, a wanted dog, doing what ever I wanted to do as a freeman, a free dog, than go back to thinking of shooting me, and become a dead dog!
Well, sir, the more time passed, I felt much better, much better now.
And broke into a happy cowboy song, singing :
” Yip pee eye a ah yo ooo!” ” Yip pee eye a ah yo ooo!”
What’s good for sucker, that ain’t got no mother, to take care o him? A girl friends kiss at Mid night! A girl friends kiss at Mid night! ” OH, Yip pee eye a ah yo!” ” Yip pee eye a ah yo, Yip pee eye a. Yip pee eye a, OH, Yip pee eye a ah ooooooo !”
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Now, ha, ha, ha,ha, he laughed going crazy, ain’t so bad, compared to these little bugs, I got. They’re survivors too!
I have fun with them. I catch em, and put them in my urine bottle, and I named them, Nicky, Becky, Little Rex, and Patricia! I think it’s funny!
Ironic, isn’t it? I, me, the big sneaky dog, that I be, robbing this here gold bars, to make my self rich, only to wind up out here abandoned and alone, in a ditch! Tell me, that ain’t that a bitch! Sad, almost dead, picking boogers out my nose, picking up little buggers off the ground, to play with.
Bashing in their head! Gosh!
Dam, I don’t like to think, think about, think about it! I have fallen so, so, so Goddam far! But no turning back, now! No one gives shit about me. And no one alive! No jive!
I take the bugs I caught, and toss em, in the hot frying pan!
I be drowning them, in my melted gold soup, in this big ass frying pan! See its kind of wild to see them, um, um er, first, they first, when they get in, they swell up, and dey pop, their eyes swell, pop, then they go snap bapple, crackle and pop, hammer dammer, tis fun, ta see, oh, Lordy me, Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,ha, ha! Well, talking to myself, ain’t no fun! Am I crazy or what? Don’t answer that!
I catch them, and that was one surprised little bigger bugger. Ha, ha, ah, ha. I toss them in and waits to hear the little buggers scream! Ha, ha, ha!
But, anyhow there was this freaking sucker, that didn’t want to scream! This one, this dude! I didn’t hear a pip out o him! Nothing! Nothing from him at all. The frying pan was full to the brim, and hotter than cat in heat, looking for some meat! The pot was turning steamy yellow, steaming up little bubbles, in my melted gold soup, and I kept stirring the pot, with a twig, around and around. Watching all the buggers swim in it, before they drown! Man, it smelled good, I really do know how to cook! The soupy gold in the pot, was perkling, just perkling gently!
And sir, all I hears, was a little popping thats all. As the quiet bugger, that didn’t want to say anything, sank down to the bottom. I can tell you this much. The last thing the sucker saw was me!
Bye, bye bugga! Bye bye, heh, ha, ha, ha!
I turned my head, looked up at the giant boat next to me, reaching for the sky and wondered for moment where on earth was I?
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The sight of the Earth, floating above my head, and everything all crazy like, people all dead, only made me feel bad, sad, mad, shit! So, instead, I got back to what concerns me, hell with world. If the world had any sense it would still be here! I am! Anyway, . . . I looked around for more buggers, yes, more bugs, more buggas! I am crazy! But there ain’t nobody around, so who cares? I don’t
Ha, aha,aha,aha ha! As I looked on the ground, I could see more bugs, and I looked up in the sky, and it was getting dark outside. Now, with the upper Earth blocking out the rays of the setting sun.
It seemed to grow darker faster! Twilight is the time I always liked best!
Soon as the sunsets, behind the hills, them little critters, them nocturnal, little buggers, done gone crawling out.
They moe zzy, out from under the rocks, real, real slowly like. They move their antennas around to the left, then to right, sniffing! Peek around to see whassup!
I tries to stay quiet like.
I like sitting down here, watching, them, with my legs crossed, and waiting for the little critters, to get the courage to come out.
Oh, ha, ha, ha, ha. The little critters, would come crawling out seeking the cool night air, and a chance to stretch their legs, Ha, ha, aha, They be fixing to hunt for their dinner, and me, well, I am fixing to hunt for them, they don’t taste so bad!
Oh shit I am lying!. Ha, ha, ha, ha, oh, ha, ha! ha!
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Oh boy, this is, heh heh ha, ha, I am having so much fun! Shucks, I needs, another drink!
Lets see, let me see here, well sir, I know I got a bottle in my saddle bag somewhere, why not celebrate this end of the world and drink to the world that’ll come! Ha, ha, ha, oh boy, this is, this is so, this is so much crazy fun!
Too much, ha, ha! Well, sir, I, know I got a bottle in my saddle bag. Why, not celebrate this, ha, ha, ha!
Well, sir, I remember knocking my self out drinking, and drinking, and to top it off like dessert, I lit up a joint, strong shit!
Well, sir, I fell over, and felt dizzy. So, I got up, and I moved myself back, back a little, back a little ways from the roaring fire, from the campfire, and pulled out my coat, rolled it up into pillow ball shape, and laid my weary old head down, closed my two dead tired, red eyes, and fell fast asleep!
But lord knows, my mind was going spinning around and around.
And I, I began to see things, things a cowboy, never did, did see!
I dreamt, a decagon thing big, like a tree, covered with hair and shaped like a big long grayish white haired monkey man, with no neck was running, and it was a huge, maybe fifteen feet wide, with long arms looking like nasty ass ape! The way this picture was unfolding appears chaotic and uncertain, and full of things I never seen in my life before! The creature was down right scary, terrible looking, and amazingly strong, too! Boy ran fast! OH my God! He went from here to there in no time! He went into a neighbors yard, the dog ran after him, and he turned around and picked up the dog and dropped him in his big mouth, and was chewing on him like he was a candy bar! Dog stopped barking, you can believe that!
As the sucker ran, its shadow was trailing it in the distance, cause I could tell it clearly, by the long, long shadows, the setting sun was casting on the ground, all horizontal like. And suddenly, its higher-dimensional counterpart, came alive as some sort of continuous stretching and bending of the shadow, into a new shape that looked just like him, and the shadow, rose up off the ground.
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And rose up to its feet, all black and hairy like, just the same size as him, and ran after him, and roared, like all thunder, in a deep awful horrendous sounding voice, scary enough to wake a dead man and make him stand up, It yelled : “†† DUCK††, duck!” whf!
Then suddenly, the first thing, the first monster did was to swirl around quick, and confront its shadow!
So, it turned around, and appeared shocked to see it!
Seeing the other thing, it got raw hide angry, and the two things began to roar out, saying, Noohnh it, ahhhh immm noooor!
Then the other one said, Houma ximva rick, aahhhriiuommm rosiammmaoh!
And then, and then the creatures, who must of been, OMG, OH my God, ten, or twenty feet high, took a fighting stance and then began to fight each other, each with such brutal fierceness, and bloodthirstiness and ruthless ferocity. Boys were eating each other up, while they were standing up!
One guy, grabbed the other guys nose, and ripped it clean off his face! Ouch! I thought, that must of hurt! Suddenly, he hit the guy in the chest, fast, five times, and knocked him down. And then, the other guy, got back up, running and opened its mouth and pushed the guy back, and bit into the other guys chest, ripped out its heart, and ate it right in front of him!
He was growling and roaring, and screaming bloody murder! You know what I mean, boy was hurting.
He got pissed off, and that’s when they really got into it, ripping and tugging, pulling each other hair, biting to kill, as the green blood spills, splashing in to puddles on the floor, along entrails and wiggly guts galore!
Messy? Lordy me! Tell me about it! Was something to see! Glad it ain’t me!
The other one, upped, and grabbed the long hair of the other one, who had his mouth that opened up side ways, mind you, with a full set of big ass, sharks white teeth in it!
And he pitched forth to bite, the head of the shadow one, and ripped it half off!
But, the shadow dude ducked, he didn’t want to get
[ Freaking messed ] anymore, and yelled out loud in a roar that must of reverberated, up to the moon and stars and the universe it self,” ††Duck††,”
And reached down, and picked up a boulder the size of a [ Freaking ] truck, and bashed the thing in the mouth splitting it open!
Mountains of mush and blood, all greenish red came poring out splashing up in the air in big dribbles and rolling down his body as he screamed out in pain.
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Then, the powerful blow, looked like one eyeballs just up and fell out.
The shadow hit him in his head, didn’t stop hitting it and again with bullet speed, several times bashing, bashing hitting crunching it into the skull till the mighty beast fell back down to its knees, staggering!
The shadow grabbed it with one hand, and jabbed the stone in to its eye splitting its head open!
The mighty beast, roared.
I tell you, oh, my god, I never seen anything like this before!
I could not, I couldn’t believe it it so real. I couldn’t believe it. Then the thing fell down covered in blood, and then it roared, a loud, roar, sohiooooahhh, it was so loud, it shocked the air and me! And then, and then, the shadow thing barbed up and down like a vicious clown out for blood, and grabbed up another bigger boulder, and raised it in the air and pummeled it onto him with a big bang, boom crunch! And, lo and behold, it yelled as the mighty rock crushed him to death,” ††duck.††”
And I tell you boy, if I hadn’t of seen this, I would never of believed it, just up and split and became two things, two decagons only beefier, now, they got back up to their feets, and chased the black shadowy thing away, and ran, and then everything went black, and as it did, I heard in the pitched, darkness something yell out : ” †† D U C K ††”
Now, shucks duck, mighty strange! Mighty strange in deed! Well, I didn’t understand that at all.
Only ducks I know is the ducks I shoot to eat, why, I heard it, I heard clearly, ducks, I heard it, I heard heard why, well, in the heat of a dream in the craziness of dream, well what, I heard it, what did, what I, goddam strange ass dream, that was boy!
I tell you, must be, mind mind, must be, my mind going nuts, nut! Well, I opened my big mouth and yawned a bit! Seems, I am still tired, I yawned some more! But dam it, would be mighty, mighty hard for man to fall back to sleep, after that creepy dam dream, I thought to myself.
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I heard, well, after while, I got my thoughts together. And I figured best, best to forget about it, those things, what ever I saw, must because of the shock of the planet going so nuts and all, that upset my poor brain, make me see and dream crazy stuff, making dream insane stuff, either that or I really am getting insaner.
It’s so hard for me to tell, cause I ain’t got nobody! I, is all alone, might well be dead I guess, wait I don’t want to think about that, like that.
I promise, myself, well anyway I am just goner true, stay away about thinking like that. I want to live, shit! Anyways, I just gone to close my eyes back, and get some more shut eye, I said to my self, but then I, I, looked at the fire and it was just about was on its last. Only a few branches smoldering, so I guess, I don’t want it to go out.
I’d feel better it was burning. I dam better get up, and, and scuffle around, and find some goddam wood. I gotta put some more fire wood on the damn thing! I had slipped in and out of my stupor and mind you, that scary dream was so powerful, I had a hard time getting it out of my mind.
Anyways, I said to my self, as I scurried around, walking away from the campsite, hunting for wood, I noticed a water hole not to far away. And, I looked up, straight up, and saw the earth was black in the sky directly over me! And as I looked sideways between the two earths, I could see stars. I could not tell, if the moon was out, cause the Earth was blocking the moon! I don’t know, but as I walked away, I had breathed some fresh morning air in my lungs, and, and boy tell you, it, it sure enough helped clear up my poor head, no more the them brain fogs and brain freezes, seemed to have upped, and gone away.
Wow, the air smelled good, possibly them chemical, them good chemicals fumes leaking out, leaking out from the centers of the two earths! Hmmm boy! Yep! Must be, must be something new, something new, in this here new two earths air, I guess?
And I started. I started to think, to think a little more clearly. And I looked around at every thing, and then I thought, I heard a sound. A sound like something crying. Crying? Something like a cat. The sound was being carried by the breezes, that had suddenly started to blow from the back, where the morning light was coming. Some where I don’t know. The Silhouette of the perimeter edge of the floating earth above, was kind of blocking the view of the sun rising, so it was strange looking, a light pale fogyish blue with just tint hint of yellow.
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Early morning, and shit, I never seen this before one earth up and one earth I am walking on. I must say, since all this was new, this’ll be the first time the sun every rose up on the halves of the earths before. I didn’t know what to think, then I heard it again. A cat, or a something crying that sounded like a cat, but this was the strangest goddam cat sound I ever did hear. It sound like, well, like it was dead and was calling to someone, shit, I hope it ain’t me. I just couldn’t handle it. I’ been through so goddam much.
And, I just could not, I just don’t think I can handle any more shit. Anyway I walked away from the site a good ways, and I and something told me to turn around. I looked back and it was then, I realized, where I had been. I had been sitting and sleeping right up next to that boat, and it was one goddam big ass ship, too. I said dam, big!
Boy, I don’t want to think about it, but maybe, somebody , maybe somebody might be, not alive but, maybe I could search and fine some of the dead folks belongings! After all, they ain’t gone be needing stuff! Fuel, some new rags, perhaps grubs, food, can stuff, wine then clothes who knows, I will be ornery enough to use dead folks clothes if got to be cleaner, cause, I know I must be smelling like tim buck too! And surely, surely they got be some bottle of liquor too. Well, I don’t got no flashlight, cause my batteries are dead, but when morning comes, this cowboy going exploring!
The winds was refreshing, in the early dawn, but ever so often, once in a while a faint, barely audible sound blew in sounding like, “meowwwwwwwwwwwddddddddddddduck!”
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BAD PERSONALITIES
BIG REX
Chapter 3
Good evening, again friends and another good Fractal welcome, back to you all! The great ages, full of fractal sages warns one to be courageous! As you about to enter chapter seven! The fractal door creaks opens ever so slowly once more! Look yes you look!
Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your private hidden puddles of desire. Mysterious Fractals galore, sure! But warning! It’s going to get a little scary from now on! Better, better hold on!
“BIG REX”
Well, sir, I didn’t get much sleep, tell you the gosh darn’th truth, I couldn’t. Too, many, to much crap gone down for me to sleep. I closed my eyes, my eyes all-right, but that, was about all!
But, it was hard to sleep! Anyways, the morning came! And to my surprise, I thought I heard a bird! Shucks, A bird? Wow, I thought all the birds had kicked the bucket! But now to hear one, that was a good sign!
Usually in the morning, I hears roosters, chickens, and after a while, lots a birds waking up with the day, but not, not anymore, not today. Nope, must be all dead, all except for one. I opened my eyes and looked for it, cause, it sounded close by, but I didn’t see nothing!
No bird?
And the, the funny thing, was it sounded like a duck, What, wtf, would a duck be doing in these here parts alive? I got up, yawned, stretched my arms out, stretched a bit, and looked around, and dam, it’s so hard to see the sky with half of it blocked by this here, enormous Earth hanging, floating orbiting up above my head. Realizing that for long as I live, this is the way it is gone be, was kick in the head for me, tell you that much! Yep, well, didn’t have to do much to get ready for my expedition into the ship, I took my basics, tits, my sword, some rope, my knife and my hat and that was about that.
I took tits, my shot gun, cause you don’t know what you don’t know? And I grabbed my shoulder bag, and picked up my, my sword, stucked in the scabbard and I thought I, I usually don’t touch it. I just leave it laying in the scabbard, but, today is a new day. So, I grabbed it, onto the belts locket, and let it hang at my side, just in case! I don’t have a clue, if it is my last day, on these here Earths, but I know, I have changed somehow for the better, and I got to search, and see if its true, am the last fool alive on the Earths? Goddam, I hope not, well, lets see, I said to my self and I walked toward the ship. It was a big cruise ship. Some of these critters are ships that will measure 220,000 tons and carry a whopping 4,000 passengers, or more, onboard and run a world-class operation, but when the world ends so does the operation!
The letters on the side, were painted in big red maroon block letters, and was the size of an airplane. The base color of the hull was painted white. The bottom was black and the railings were shiny gold. And everything on the boat was cold and dead, so I, I didn’t have much hope. Fumes had poured out of her, so the only way anybody could have survived, was unless they were lucky enough to be in some kind of air-bubble or air-pocket locked in a room somewhere!
Anyways, it was one of those rich folks cruise liners, mostly old folk, in their seventies retired, and the like, and like I said, this sucker, at least a minimum, was seventy five percent or more buried in the ground! Only a little bit of it, was sticking up out of the sand! So it was easy for me to throw up a rope up, and, and grab hold of any one of the set of straps, that were dangling down from the sides of it, and climb up the starboard quarter of the stern of the boat. And, and er um, shimmy my way, my way on to the aft deck of the, the ship, which was by the way, practically standing vertically. Yep, vertical like, now!
Perhaps this is the way it was supposed to end.
Perhaps this is the way it was supposed to end.
I’am coming Sally.
I’am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . . won’t be worth it. Bugs don’t got to be scared. I had poor eyes sight and couldn’t see them too good, from up here.
Then, I don’t, don’t know, I was way up top on the very top of the ship,
and, I was so high in the air, on the very top back of the ship, I held on to the railings, so I not would fall down to my death! And I couldn’t resist taking a second, and not looking at the new Earths scenery! The dam views, were down right super amazing boy! I could see, I say I could see for the first time, hundreds, and hundreds of miles in every direction! Every which way! Wow, wow, Oh hell wow, I exclaimed enthusiastically, as I look over and over saw, the workings of God! Wow, my God, I said shocked, as I looked around, and saw the impossible! I took a deep breath, breathed in , breathed out, saw what my new world was about, and baby, sucker was beautiful! I saw a totally new perspective of where I was, and what this here new world of mine was, and where in tar, newtons, I was located on it. I was on a hill, in the hill, this ship was stuck into the Earth, all the way down except for the back where I was standing and holding on to! And around me, I looked out at the scenery, and goddam it! It was, was awesome! To my back, I saw in the distance, there was what? Another, another ship, too, wow! This one, was one of those big babies too! It was breath taking to see the thing so big, looked like a big jumbo building all shiny and brite, sitting on its stomach! It’s, the kind that carries supplies, a supply ship, sitting out here in the desert! I think, if I recall, from my younger days, when I rode the seas too! It’s called a reefer. Yep, not the kind I smoke! No sir, the kind that that brings food to folks. One of these days, I goner visit her, maybe sooner than later, if she got food?
Who knows! And, I swear, it looked like it was in plenty good condition too boy! Only thing, it was out of the water, and just sitting on the sand like a bad sand man ha, ha, ha! Like as if, like it was a toy from mother nature, she had, had just picked it up, and placed it down there for fun. Man! What a site! Wow baby! It was unreal! But, there, there it was, a giant ship sitting on the sand! And not far from this ship either, maybe a days walk, if I am lucky! And it was beautiful too, modern and sleek, and funny thing, the sky was blue, behind her too!
And the ship was painted the color of white with a big pale blue stripe painted across her hull! And right above it, floating in the air, in-between the upper earth and the lower earth, were the prettiest cloud formations you ever did see, lordy me! Boy, tell yall, it was just a drifting over it real spooky like.
And the light, was bouncing around, being reflected here and there, real eerie like and all. But, easy on the eyes, didn’t have to squint no more! Tell you that much! No brite sunlight beaming down. It was no longer, steaming hot like before! It was cool, unreally cool, but cool! Didn’t know I like cool, cause I didn’t have much cool! Well, that was one good benefit, I thought to myself! I looked to my front and I saw what looked like the grand canyon of these old, United States, but triple the size! And that was scary, I tried to see, but could not see, for the life of me, the bottom? Did it go in to the center of the earth? Was there a bottom? And where the hell was the oceans, but way out on my left, to the East where the sun seemed to be rising up from. They looked awesome, I could only make out, the pale blueish white mist of them in the foggy distance, but it looked mighty pretty, pretty indeed! Yep! I don’t know why but a coolness brought in on the waves of the breezes made me sneeze. I haven’t sneezed in a long time! And don’t got no allergies, so it was puzzling to me to all of sudden sneeze, but thats what I did, I sneezed. But I did! Something about this new Earth air, boy was affecting this rebel! I don’t know what it was, but something, something about it, was affecting me! So, anyways, as I looked to my right, I looked and saw mountains, that seemed to reach up high and I swear, I couldn’t be sure but, but, they seem to be roots the size of, of a country sticking up almost touching with the upper Earths surface!
And there where sections of the upper Earth, that were dangling down roots too, kind of forming a kind of web tree like network, difficult to understand. If you were to dare climb up it, you would be obliging yourself to go into the, the future Earth, or the past? It most likely would, probably would require somebody brave and daring to find out, just as long as it, ain’t me! I might be crazy but, I ain’t that crazy! I got enough troubles boy, believe you that! Its Like if, you can climb up, and what ever could climb down! As if the lower Earth was separated but close enough, so one could climb up on to each other and be connected? Wow, this was exciting stuff! But, my task this morning was to checkout this here ship. Keep it simple stupid, thats all! And get some stuff, for myself, like tools, clothes, foods, money, money honey and any other goodies, this here cowboy can find to keep his behind alive! I just don’t know, but I fear for the worse, I thought to my self, as I got down to the serious business of climbing on down inside this big ship.
I’am coming Sally.
I’am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . .
I took a deep breath, and like I said. I saw the aft deck had some compartments for the large water jugs, and I found one and pried it open and tasted it. it was warm but it was clean water, fresh water, something I hadn’t seen in a long, long time,
I poured some all over my self as I held onto the rope. it felt chilly, refreshing, so good oh boy, it felt good, I hadn’t bathed in god knows how long.
First, thing I thought I was, was gone need some light! Can’t hold a torch or anything while climbing, so I looked in one of the compartments marked,’ employees only.’ and broke the lock, by prying it open. And there was a couple life jackets, and around six florescent orange body vests for emergencies, an axe, ship maps, and rapped in one of the clothes bins, I found three, flashlight lanterns. I clicked it on, sure enough, its battery was good, well, sir, no lie. That made me a happy man. Let me tell you. I was happy, about that. It made things a whole lot brighter ha, ha, ha. Yep, and so I went, holding onto the ropes.
As Big Rex, started to go deeper in the boat, he said, It was dangerous inside, it was dangerous down there, with all the chunks of metal, and glass, and wires dangling down from the ceiling, sharp pieces of metal ripped up, and just sticking out, all over, the place. Man o man, . . . I, I, . . .
If I was to get down below, passed the different decks of the ship, I needed a rope, of some kind.
I saw just what I needed. Cables lines, . . . cables lines in the ceiling! a h ha,
I took out my knife, and went toward the white, CCTV, cameras cables, that lined the roof’s ceilings of the ship, and cut it and used that for a rope.
I was hungry. I could use a worm, right now, I eat anything.
Worms are good to catch fish!
Here fishy, fishy, fishy, here fishy fishy,fishy. Here fishy fishy, ha, ha, ha! Here fishy fishy, I said, there got to be one fishy down here. ha, ha, ha ha, .
I’am coming Sally.
I’am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . .
You hear me Sally, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Sally is my three legged horse, said BR. BR, was going to a dark place, in his mind.
A place that he kept secret all the time.
See, he once had a horse, a three legged, a three legged horse, that he loved very much.
But Sally, that horse, had fallen madly in love with a tiny turtle! They had a complex affair.
You down there Sally?
You down there, . . . Sally? I coming sally.
Don’t worry Sally.
Don’t worry Sally.
You’ll get over the trauma.
You’ll get over the trauma. Your leg will grow back one day!
Truth was, things below deck as I went down didn’t look good.
Wow, talk about destruction! Geepers creepers, man alive, talk bout dead! No jive, Folks, dead,
OH My God!
All over the place, on the floors. I had to step over them. And sometimes, there was so many, I just walked on them, and it, and it made a funny squishing sound when you walked on them too!
You make sounds when you walking on dead people, you know, bodies, and all!
Yep, tell you like it is, they were deader than a door nail in the head!
This place you could see, you could see it, it was once, it was once, a beautiful place, like a, like a, like a, palace, or something. With fine rugs, nice statues of peoples, and er and er, and all, nice, fine er, er, furniture, lots of them. Marbles stair cases, and all types goodies, amenities galore, were all over this fancy ship!
But boy, ha, ha, he he, it was trashed, bashed and ripped apart, and filthy now! He laughed ha, ha, a ha, . .
Now as, now, as I lowered myself down, that’s when I, seemed, to smell something? He Sniffed, sniff! Sniff, sniff?
Well, I don’t know, I thought, well sir, I thought, to my self, Wait! Just wait, a gottin pickin minute here. Hold on! I know, . . . I know, I know what that is?
It was the chemicals that were still smoldering from the fires in the walls of this here boat, this here ravaged place of the dead, but then, but then, sniff, sniff, Hmmnnn? I don’t know, me, I thought, me smelled dog meat cooking, frying up! Sucker, smelled good too! I know dog meat cooking and frying up, when I smells it, cause some time back, out in the prairie, when I didn’t have nothing else to eat, I caught a dog and ate the sucker. The Oder, the special whiff, informal doggy funk, sniff, sniff, was a pleasing fresh roasted smell, got me hungry, was coming from deep down in the ship! So, I held on the rope, as I lowered my self and kept looking around, didn’t see nothing alive, but then I stumbled upon this tool box and managed to open it up, and it had lots of fancy tools I could use, and to my surprise, there was a small generator too! So I figured why don’t I take the time to get this stuff out first, to hell with that Oder, its probably my imagination. Anyways, and this was real!
So I struggle and got this shit up deck, and down to my campsite, so for the next hour I pulled this thing open and looked through it. It was a treasure trove of tools I could use, all right, no doubt about it! And the generator, boy, that sucker worked too! This put a smile on my face! Wow, this was hot news, good news! Then I thought, there must be modern guns in the captains quarters maybe, I should try again, see what else this gangster cowboy can find!
Now, I, I got back down into the ship and again. There was a lot of different Odors, stenches, weird ass fragrances and still, and still goddam it, lingering to my suspicion, was the whiff of frying dog! Sticking out in my nostrils, distinguishing it from all the, aloof different smells. Rotting people, rotten smells of wet rugs, smells of spoiled foods but then, so I know it, and I knew I was crazy but not mad, but I am glad, and up and tried to follow the scent, and after while, about two or three decks below the floors, I think I found where the goddam smell was coming from. I was very quiet. Shhhhhe!
I, smelled dog meat cooking. Ha, ha, ha, Dog meat cooking, . . . frying up!
The sucker, smelled good too!
I know dog meat cooking and frying up, when I smells it, ha, ah, ha.
Cause, a long time ago, some time back, when I was out, in to the high lands, and I didn’t have nothing, nothing to put in my tummy,. I caught me a dog, and I caught that dog, ha, ha, ha, ha, . .
And I pulled out Mama Lou my knife, an gave it hair cut, and fried that sucker up, myself, and ate the sucker, ha, ha, ha, . . . laughed BR, smiling, as he remembered the incident well!
If someone was cooking, I wanted to see for myself. Well, sir, sniff, sniff, sniff. I followed the Oder! I finally lower myself all the way down to the bottom of the ship.
Place had lots rooms. It was big, place was big, and it was dark, dark down there!
But, I was lucky,
I was so lucky, I had found a small ship, lantern, before, that had a battery, . . . one of those really old lanterns that had a battery and it worked just fine, and I was able to have some light!
I could tell by the whiff of the smell, floating in the air, down there, that the room over there, to the left, to the left of me, which had some tiny holes, punctured in its walls, was where the smell was leaking out!
So, I sneaked up, and tipped toed, and put my eyes up to a hole in the wall, and looked in. And lo and behold, there was somebody inside, ha, ha, ha, and he was not dead, he was alive! I saw a dude, a dude in a dark room, no lights, no nothing!
We’l well, . . . To give him lights, he had, he was using these tiny, little birthday cake candles lights, you know, . . . little red, orange and blue candles! That’s he had!
That’s what he had! that’s the type of candles he had! That’s what he had!
And he had them, all over the place, to give him light.
By his general appearance, BR, looked at him and thought, holy mackerel, a real live dude, ha, ha, ha, . . . He’s is alive, I saw so many dead people, it’s good to see one, that’s alive for real, and if I am not mistaken he looked like a Dude, Fish, to me, ha, ha, ha, he said, looking at the man for a while! Looks like he’d been eating his dead dog, . . . to stay alive, said BR. The heavy metal, door to the room, where the man was, was jammed tight. He’d been sawing away at a big thick metal pipe, that apparently was forced upward, by the explosions, when the earth split apart, when it was tossing the boat around,
and it came up through the floor and jammed into the door, blocking it solid, so he could not get out of his room. So, he, he, he could not escape!
I was checking him out, and I saw he was trying to saw off that pipe, so he could get out. He was trying to get out! He sawing it with a tiny ten inch metal file! I guess that’s all he had. And the dude, was filing it down with the edge of the file! Filing it and Sawing it.
Sawing it off, little by little, hour by hour, trying to get himself free, out of that room, that he was trapped in good. By the looks of it, using that little file, it would take him a while, a good while! A long, long time, ha, ha, ha heh, heh, perhaps a month, two, three! Ha, ha, ha, . . .
If he lived that long, without food, you see!
I guess he done ate the dog, to give himself some , give some, some nutriments, so he’d could hold up! Anyways, said the mad man, peeking through a hole in the wall,
I sees, the little fishy, but the little fishy, didn’t know the worm was a looking, but I was! I wanted to laugh, thought BR, to himself, but he didn’t want to scare the fish!
When you scare a fish, they swim away, ain’t that a bitch, he thought to himself! BR, watched the man and saw, he saw that he stopped, trying to saw the pipe, and took a little break, a little rest, and sat down on the floor. It was obvious by the look on his face, the man was sad, sad, man! The man was depressed, and the burden, of knowing he doomed, left him with a heavy heart.
And, so, surrendering to the boredom, he leaned his back against the wall, and closed his eyes! It looked like he just wanted to, . . . die!
It looked like he just wanted this to all end, and you couldn’t blame him!
Then after while, a little later, he raised his hand up, and scratched his nose, and picked some boogers out of his nose. He let his head dangle forward onto his chest, and just rested that way, for awhile.
He look like he was trying to, trying to sleep! BR, meanwhile poked his eye to the hole in the wall, and looked all around at things in the room. And saw on the other side of the room, And saw on the other side of the room he had, a small microwave oven, with firewood he put inside of it. Seemed he had, he had broken up a wooden chair, and use it, to fuel the fire, cause, there was no electricity to cook with. Cause, there was no electricity to cook with.
No light, in the boat! So he had to put some wood inside the microwave oven, and lit a little fire, and placed his pet dog on a stick, and cooked it!
BR, was checking everything out, and said to himself, that fishy, was one hungry fish, and fried that sucker up! Ha, ha, ha, That’s how he had it set up, oven-wise!
BR said, smiling as he watched the man, who suddenly, shook his his head, and open his eyes, and woke back up! He raised himself up, and sat in chair next the table. And BR, said :
I saw the guy, said BR, I saw him, I saw the dude, waved away the flies, and on his left side, on a table, he had a bottle of Ketchup, and a jar of Skippy creamy peanut butter, and a jar of Goulden’s Spicy Brown Mustard! So, I watched him, as he dipped the knife in each, and spread it on a chunk of meat, that he had ripped off the dog, and stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it up, like a hungry pup! Hee hee ha, ha, ha, . . .
No doubt about it, The boy was hungry, and was eaten up some more dog! He was gnawing on a bone,
The boy, liked the Bones, particularly, particularly the yolk-like marrow inside, which are, which are, rich in nutrients.
I saw him, sucking on the sucker! ha, ha, ha, I saw him, sucking on the sucker! laughed BR!
That means only one thing, that dog, must of tasted mighty good, thought BR to himself, as he watched, curiously and smiling. You can tell when somebody likes what they eating! You can tell, you an just tell, he was enjoying that meat!
Apparently it tasted good too! Cause the dirty dude, smiled, and licked his fingers, too! But after while, the man, he looked sad, cried a bit, knowing his situation, and all, and coming to the realization and all, it was looking kind of hopeless, for the boy.
So, he was crying a little bit, an er, so he wipe his eyes, he wiped away some tears, and ate some more dog, to make him self happy again!
Then, he took a deep breath, got up, and he pissed in a bottle!
Then, he grabbed some hand towels, and he got down on all fours and there from outside, under his door, came a puddle of water, seeping into the room, it was seepage into room, onto the floor of his room. And the boy, he be thirsty.
he was mighty thirsty. So, he’d mopped it up in a paper hand towel, and take it, and squeeze out, squeeze out the water in the paper hand towel, squeeze it out into his mouth, and drank it up to keep alive!
I don’t know, I don’t bout this guy, I don’t know whether this guy, if this was a good guy or a bad guy, BR, thought to himself, but he didn’t want him to hear, him, so kept his breathing real low, and decided to use his ability as a ventriloquist and play a trick on the man.
He spied on him real quiet like a mouse, and then he suddenly made his voice come out of the dog, barking, in the microwave and it sounded like this, Bow wow, bow wow! Rouf bow ow!
BR, pretended the dog was barking, and it sounded like a real dog, and when the guy heard that,
it scared the hell out of the poor man, who jumped up, with his eyes wide open, and his mouth ajar, and spun around looking at the dog in the microwave! He was shocked, to hear the dog bark, and his face turned red, and he was trembling, as he stumbled, awkwardly falling backwards, and exclaimed loudly,” OH MY God!” the dog, . . . is barking! the dog, . . . is barking!
The dog barked again Bow wow, bow bow wow, barked the dog!
I had to hold back my laughter, it was so funny, thought BR, to himself, enjoying every second of his mischievousness, and he wanted to get inside to get something too eat too. So, he tip toed around to the front of the door and he took his shotgun, and pulled the trigger, and blew open the door.
Boom, Ka Boom! Boom, Ka Boom!
The shotgun let out a loud blast!
The poor, Dudy fuddy dude, done fell back as the pipe and door fell back on him with plenty of force, shocked and trembling, struggling to get to his feet dazed, he looked at me all crazy like, and then, I , I walked slowly into the room, holding the shot gun in one hand, aiming it toward his mouth! And, yelled slowly and real angrily at him, in a deep voice,” Hey, hey you, year you, bumble bugger bitch, Whats your name, bumble bugger bitch?”
[ 2 ]
Listen up, shut up!
There is time, and the time,
And the time, is in your hands to die.
What you do in the next words, thats out of your mouth,
will determine if you live, live or if you die, cause am gone I shoot you,
depending on what you say!
I will make you die right now!
I will take you out!
See you in this room, this is your room.
This ain’t my room.
I am violating your privacy by busting in on you like this!
Ain’t I? Dam right I am! I shouldn’t be invading your privacy, like this! You deserve to be alone, ain’t that right?
I know If a [ bleeping ] sucker, busted in on me, I ‘d be pissed, too! Under normal conditions, you would, you wouldn’t want me in your room would you?
So!
Cause this is your room!
And your room is your room, ain’t nobodies else’s room!
And your room is your coffin.
I will repeat, this room is your coffin!
Just because, I open up your coffin door, don’t think you coming out! Or see life anymore?
I ain’t come looking for no buddies to save!
I ain’t coming to save you!
Now, now, I don’t know you. To me, to me, you is dead. See, I come from life, to find dead alive, but not dead really, but almost, and that’s, you!
I got friends. The bugs are my friends!
My buddies are bugs. You ain’t no bug!
I am gone ask you some more things, some questions, but you don’t dare answer or say a word to me, cause I will pull the trigger!
If you understand, what I am saying to you, nod, you nod your dam head, I said to the man, and thought to my self, as I looked at him, as he stands before me, nodding his head up and down, shaking like , like trembling , fearful of me, and it got me, a thinking. Thinking how in life we fear, and the fact is, the only thing, we got to fear is bumble bugger fear it self! We fear, cause we know our bodies are fragile. I guess, thats what mother nature wanted it to be, fragile, I thought! Then, I squinted my eyes, and looked goddam at him, and said, ” stop trembling! Or I’ll shoot you for sure!”
The man stopped, stuck his hands up in the air and didn’t shake as much as before. Year, he was having tiny tremors, all right, but, I over looked that! He was breathing fast. I imagined I could hear his heart beating faster, as his blood pressure rose up off the charts!
He was sweating goo gobs of sweat, too, pouring out of his forehead, the sweat ran meandering down the contours of his cheeks, ran down upon his upper lip, down his neck, down into his shirt, as his eyes would flicker, looking between the gun barrel, and me.
You know what ?
Up against the wall Bug, I told him pushing him up against it, he got up against the wall like duck tape,
as I quickly patted him down, the result of which, I found on him, a small German luger gun, a M92 pistol, which I happily confiscated.
Turn and look at me, I demanded.
You not gone need a gun no more.
You know what ?
Do you know who I am ? You can call me , “BR.”
You know what I do, I do with my buddies?
Up top, I put my bug buddies in a pot in a bucket of hot boiling gold, hot gold, they die in gold.
They die rich! They die in my gold! Cause I, I fry them!
Just like you frying that dog, I said to him nodding my head, and said flatly to him,
Ok, good job. Now you can speak, I said to him as I lowered my tits. Mind If I have some, I asked nodding my head toward the dog meat, that was burning up in the micro wave.
Su, su, sure ,sure help your self. Please! Its all I got have some! He answered, whispering, whimpering stuttering ever fearfully.
Thanks, I said calmly, as I walked over pulled, out my sword and shaved off a slice and put it in my mouth, hmmmnn, I said, commenting on its funky flavor. Kind of hammy tasting!
Mind if I lower my hands, he asked me. Sure, retorted BR, smiling like the gangsters cowboy he is!
Then he turned and said, softly asking, Whats your name, bumble bugger bitch?
Jon,Jo Jon Jona, Jonathan, he said stuttering in pure fear of the man in the room with him. He knew this guy, was insane, nothing subdued or subtile about his crazy threats! He’s dangerous, a ticking time bomb, ready to go off! He has been too loose to long! He, should of been, put away a long time ago! But, he didn’t know what to say or do. The insane man, had an abhorrently low sense of the value of life, the consequences would no doubt, mean he would loose his chance to live today, this hour, this minute, by a mad, mad man! He played along as best he could, first he thought, that this man had come to rescue him. That he was going to live, but now, he realized, the man in the room, this guy who goes by the initials “BR,” wasn’t really normal! He’s mad! There would be nobody, to offer condolences, he would die alone this day!
And, he had better adjust to this situation, fast, real fast, and his only hope was to gear him, persuade him that he was a good man, who has some value, and somehow prompt him into rescuing him. It was obvious, by the man’s appearance, a sword, shotgun, raggedy clothes, this individual was residual damage goods, warranting enclosure in a mental facility immediately! But that was not an option now, so, he would have to play along for now to see if he would get out alive!
The man stood there, put away his sword, but was still holding his shotgun, casually in the other hand, as he tilted his head, looking at him. He was sloppily chewing. He walked a few steps, and said with a very pensive tone, that name , your name, Jonathan? Yes, he answered, my name is jonathan!
Jonathan He said, in a low deathly kind of way, Jon, you got a name that lies! What, he said. Jon sounds like john. Than, sounds like thin, don’t it? Yes , it does, he said, looking at this mad man. The two men in the room are in a fork in the road, feeling each others personality out. I think Jon, you ain’t thin at all, fact you kind of chubby, am I right ? He asked him, the man answered, I guess so. What do you mean you guess? Either john you are thin or you not thin. Am I right?
Sure, he answered, you’re right, nodding his head, and for the first time flashing a pretentious friendly smile to BR. He obviously, was trying to calm his nerves and fit into the narrow window of reality this madman was living in. It was important that he be successful. He knew, his life depended upon it!
And he said, jokingly to BR, to call my self instead of Jonathan, which sounds like John is thin, I could call my self, John is fat.
to be, that would be more accurate, since like you say I am a little on the chubby side, he said, in a low timid voice, daring to smile just a little bitty smile!
BR, on hearing that, responded by tilting his head to the other side, and flashed another pretentious smile.
Now, the man was showing, he to, was no fool too, and had the courage to speak his mind, something, that impressed BR. Both men, looking in to their eyes, and into their souls of the other now! Then all of a sudden all bets were off. Big Rex, turned quickly, raised up the shotgun and resumed aiming it at his face!
I like shotguns , I said as I held the shotgun steady as a rock at him, as the boy stood up, quickly raising back up his hands up over his head. The look of fear returned back to his face big time!
[ 3 ]
Thinking to myself, I said, well, well, sir,
unfortunately, I have a bad habit of changing my bugger mind from time to time,
From time to time I do. Don’t rightly know what gets over me, especially in this room, see I, see I see the boy, and I see behind the boy, the flickering lights from the candle, I see all these shadows moving! Now, he don’t got no where to go! Shucks, you know what I mean?
He don’t got no place to go!
He hasn’t seen, what I seen. He, don’t know the planet has split in two. Things, ain’t nice, outside, this here boat.
Ain’t, nothing the same! The world ain’t like it was. He has not seen what the world is like, now, next thing, then I looked around at him, I do look at him, and he looked like he was doing a whole lot of hard thinking, so I yelled, “Shut up the hell up, stop thinking!”
So, guess what, the man, backed up. His body stiffened up. He shook his head, while his hands were high over his head, said, OK! OK! I’ll stop, please don’t shoot, I’ll stop!
Boy, was shocked a lot, almost pissed in his pants, by the looks of him, he wasn’t expecting me to say that!
I thought to my self, I should leave him here! But maybe I can use him, after all, I don’t want to be greedy, and be the only man left alive! Perhaps if I let him live, I will have live company, for a change. Truth be told, I do get bored, and I am tired of talking to my self, talking to bugs! We don’t got nothing in common. Besides he’s not a bug. Will he talk to bugs?
Will my bugs talk to him? If, I do take him with me, He is goner have to stay with me, and listen to me, if he don’t listen to me, I will bring him back down here and throw his ass back in his room and block back up the dam doorway for ever!
While I was thinking, I held the shotgun, and kept it aimed at his mouth, and he, scared, let his mouth hang open. His eyes were wide open, eyeing me, then he pleaded with me, please, I thought you, you were, I don’t know. I , thought you’ve come, well. You know, come to save me. look, he said stuttering, please don’t shoot, I listen I, he said muttering and rambling traumatized, he held his hands back up straight in the air, they shook with fear.
You know, you know, Its funny when a man has almost lost everything, has almost lost his life, you know what mean, struggled hard as hell to keep it. Then, comes face to face with loosing it again. But still, I was dead serious with this here boy.
So, I looked at the man, he was, oh, about shucks, maybe 27, years old. Maybe a little more, don’t rightly know, don’t rightly care. He had on a white shirt, that was filthy, with what appeared to be oil, or blood, that turned some black colors, like staining on it. He had a light orange tinted beard, beard about two inches long or there abouts. And the boy was sporting, a gold necklace with a tiny Aquarius sign on it, and I thought hmmm, well he can’t be all bad! Sometimes folks, sometimes wear stuff to look stylish, or something. Why, didn’t know, and sure in hell didn’t give a dam? But, all in all, he had a decent look to him, though, but even Looks can be deceiving! He was wearing black pants and, and he had a belt with a Iphone and blackberry case on it, and a keychain. A silver one, with a strapped going straight down into his right side pants pocket! His face was kind of round and sort of puffy. He was sweating profusely. His eyes were kind of pale blueish grey, best I could tell. And he looked to me plenty scared. Boy, was trembling something awful, again, but I wasn’t gone ask him to stop again. I guess I am getting soft with him, as time went on.
I was checking him out good, his beard was stained with some food he was eating!
That ain’t nothing, cause my beard is too!
Whats your last name bumble bugger bitch, I asked him, one more time, as he stood there in front of my guns barrels, quickly fearing for his life. His eyes popping out scared as all get go, shocked. What, you want to know my name? He asked. What is your last name? Jonathan Noubaum is my whole name, he said. His voice was a little on the high side, now, he was nervous. So. I nodded my head, glanced my eyes to the dog cooking on the microwave, then refocused on his eyes squarely, and asked, That dog taste good to you? He stood there, not answering, looking befuddled, as if he didn’t understand my question so I asked him again. Am gonna ask you nice, once more only, taste nice? Year, kind of, he replied hesitantly, faking a smile. I cocked the trigger, it made a cold blooded metal snapping sound, in the dead silence of the room, the only sounds was his breathing, and mind. He got the picture, I would shoot, but then suddenly I don’t know, I made up my mind I would give a chance, and let him live! I burst out laughing ,ha, ha, ha, Come on, brother, ha, ha, ha, I said laughingly at him and smiling! And I blinked at him, to ease his fears as I said, you’re my type of people, live! I could use some live company. Shit, only type I’ve seen, on this here boat was dead. ha, ha, ha. You can take a joke can’t you?
And with him hearing that, he breathed a big sigh of relief, concluding, I wasn’t gone blast him. He lowered his hands, that he had been holding them straight up in the air all this time, as a sign of surrender. I know his arms must have been hurting!
But something told me to check his identification, maybe the name he gave was a lie, maybe, but maybe not! Anyways, I said to him, lets see you wallet.
You got to be kidding, I thought you wanted to save me, you just said you were joking?
Thats what they all say! Ha, ha, ha! Besides guns on cruise ships are not allowed, So come you had one?
I, I er um, er , My work, I work for a private scientific research firm. The firm got me a License, with an exemption, he snapped, he said as pulled from his pocket a black wallet and handed it over.
I took his wallet, and Iphone. I found two hundred dollars in the wallet, and took one for me, and I told him, I’ve taken one hundred dollars cause I saved your life, you got a problem with that, or should I leave you here to die?
No, no of course, its fine, no problem he exclaimed smiling!
Good, I told him as I took out his Drivers license, and I calmly read his identification, his name, yep, was the same, Jonathan Noubaum. So the boy was telling the truth so far at least! He relaxed and found a spot and sat down, while I went trough his stuff.
Date of birth 1998, car registered in Miami Florida, a state boy I thought. Hmmm. What business you got in florida boy? I went to school there! Jets fan ? He looked around at me, and smiled, then faced forward again, yes! Meanwhile, I found his papers, they looked in order. Inside was a un-mailed letter he was writing to his mom. I read the letter quietly and silently to my self, as he sat up against the far wall.
Dear ma, we are having a great time! Guess what, Jasmine told me we are pregnant, what I mean is, she is! Ain’t that great? I will write again, soon! I am also sending you emails too, although I know you don’t check yours often. But anyway, one way or another I will keep in touch. Tell pop, I love him, forgive me about harold, tell the boys to behave and watch out, what they put on face book! Other wise they’ll get nothing, when we return. Please tell the girl taking care of our place, to feed the pets fish. She doesn’t seem too bright. Ok, thats all! Expect to arrive in Germany soon. This ship is wonderful. The guys are courteous. I have little to complain about, and my experiments on the bacteria, is working out. The radioactivity, from the Japanese waste is affecting my specimens, just as I thought it would. If I am right it could be big, anyway we’ll talk more, included in the letter are some photos we took today this morning. Enjoy Jonathan, Jasmine, sends her love too! Mom, she such a great wife, she elevates my spirits! Love, bye. Jonathan.
I snapped opened his I phone, and thought at first I didn’t know to much about how to work it, but then I realized the goddam internet is dead too, along with the rest of the world. So, I returned it, and put the letter back in his wallet and handed it back to him too!
There were two small compact suitcases on the floor, I open one suitcase up sitting next to the bed across from this big beam sticking out of the wall. It was the silver carrying case, the type you use to carry laptops and in it there were notes, on his battery powered laptop, and it said something about, talking about radioactive something or other. I didn’t much know, what the hell he was talking about? Then after reading his notes, I open the other suitcase and it was full of microscopes stuff, I guess this was what he is working on, I read one note, where he described, altering an atom and that the nucleus was growing out of control due to contamination, from radioactivity bugs. I closed it back, cause, I sure in hell don’t want to catch no radioactive bugs! I already got plenty bugs already! Don’t need no strange ones! And I picked the suitcase up and tapped him on his shoulder, and asked him, you in physics? Year!
I think you’re ok, for now, I told him. He was quiet, as I held up the suit case up to him! And he reached for it, but I quickly pulled it back, and said, I wasn’t giving it to you, I was just showing it to you cause I want to know whats going on with this stuff?
That stuff, is my, my experiments! I am doing experiments to find out if there are any radioactive mutations caused by the Japans nuclear melt downs Oh, interesting, ok!?
Well, I said, I am gonna hold on to it for you for now, you will get it back in time, now relax! But, don’t take me searching you, personal, like, I am just checking you out, thats all, making sure you’re were one of the good guys! Good guys? What is that supposed to mean, he asked showing consternation in his tone? I’ll tell you later. What science you doing boy?
I am be fan of the New Zealand scientist Ernest Rutherford. The man’s credited as being the father of nuclear physics for his discoveries in atomic structure. I like studying him, I study a lot! But right now, that’s not what I want to talk about, how about us getting out of here?
I am studying tool, I replied to him seriously, but he retorted sarcastically, exclaiming : Yoouuuuu! And he laughed. ha, ha,ha, Then I told him, matter a factly. I am a kind of scientist too! What? You, dressed like that, give me a break! What are you studying, he asked contemptuously?
I am studying you boy, and something tells me, you want to get out of here?
Hi! It’s me Madcow sammy , Oh,oh wow, thats wow, OMG. So crazy this guy! He is unbelievable! Wow, thats story is getting mighty scary! Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! ” Boy! ” Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, and that ain’t no baloney, anyhow, I just got another tweet, got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, abschied, Wiedersehen, 告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!
Chapter 4
The Tweets of Madcow Sammy
BAD PERSONALITIES
BIG REX
Chapter 4
[ 1 ]
Hell yes, that’s what I thought you were here for!
Nope, nope,
That’s not what I am here for!
Nope, nope nope!
And who are you? Who the hell are you to laugh at me? Did I tell you, you could laugh at me?
Did I? Answer me, boy?
The man looked at Big Rex puzzlingly, and thinking to himself very seriously, he found himself in danger once more. My god, he said to himself, what have I done? What, have I done, oh no. Big Rex’s reactions , his reactions to the things, he said about him. Things he thought were OK, because Big Rex, claimed he was just joking, joking about everything, was a lie! A Goddam lie! And the fact that he was laughing at him, are having now, having unsuspected consequences! Consequences, the reverberation of which might mean he winds up dead after all? Because, he forgot he was not dealing with a rational person, but, that he was dealing with an insane person.
But, now, he now dramatically sees his understandings of what is permissible to say to an insane person, is a thing, he will lose his life for! He would have to surmount a deranged mind, and he would, if he wanted to live. He would have to see this reality kick in fast, now, big time!
He would have to be extremely cautious, in what he says, what mannerisms, he can express, because this guy in front of him is on a different plain, in the insane. His sense of self esteem, plummeted, what he had done was to say and think what was on his mind, but if he wanted to make sure he would live, he won’t do that again. But what are the boundaries?
The line in the sand between his concept of reality, and this guys sense of reality, don’t add up!
BR, had an accent like a southerner, He was fair complexioned, but his skin was dark, deeply tanned by the sun, like he been living outside all his life! His beard made him look like a lion, the sun turned his hair into strands of silvers and blackish brown with blondish colorings like a lion beast, his eyes brown with reflection of green in them, like something deathly. Despite that his smile was handsome, but his mind, his mind was intriguing and dangerous at the same time. He felt that talking with Big Rex, was equivalent to playing Russian Roulette, which is a dangerously deadly game to play! But, what choice did he have?
From his standpoint, the decision would have to be, please get along at any price, with this man, if you wanted to live.
You can indulge him conversation, but there is nothing, nothing he can do now?
He laughed at him, now what would be the penalty He would have to suffer? He gather up all his understanding and conjured up in his mind a strategy to placate the gun holder, less he suffer death!
He had nothing to pretend to respond with, or nothing he could think of. What could he say?
Then it dawned on him, he could be nuts too, so he mounted a counter psychological offense, and gathered up the courage to say, hey, I been locked away in a hole down in this boat, and I laugh at anything, anything to keep me from going nuts, what if you were locked up, in this coffin, wouldn’t you laugh and say anything to stay sane?
Now, that clever pre thought out remark was a bullet, that hit BR, right smack in the head, and he said,
Sure , just as long as you don’t do it to me! Just as long as you don’t do it to me again, got that, Boy!
See I am mad! I am beyond nuts! Do you know what nuts means, boy? Listen, I wish you’d stop calling me boy!
Nope! You don’t wish around me boy! Only boy that wishes around me boy, is me!
Now, listen up, and listen up good, Bumble bugger bitch! Heres the deal, take it or leave it,
I didn’t come, to save your ass!
I didn’t come looking to save anybody! But if I do save you, you, boy, belong to me!
You’ll do what I say, go where I say, and when I say it! And now that the world has ended, anybody I find, and save is gone belong to my gang of survivors! Because listening to you, got me thinking, there might be others, so right now, I got a gang. Right now I got a gang with one member, and that member is you!
Right now, I am missing some members, cause they have fallen on hard times! And you, you are gonna be in my gang, cause I am a Gangster, cowboy! You got that boy! You want to live the rest of your life outside of this room? But, if I am going to take you out of this room, your coffin room, then you gone be part of my gang, and listen to me, if you don’t I will kill you! Simple as all that! Decisions yours boy!
If I decide to take you outside of your coffin, you will work along at my side or not? Make up your mind, it’s yes, or it’s no? What? What are you saying? Are you serious?
You a grown son of a bitch man! If you don’t agree scientists boy, I, ain’t gone shoot you, no no, noooo sir!
Not me, not me no no, noooo sir!
When I kill a man for fun, I use my sword!
But, this time, this time, If you don’t want to be in my gang?
I am going to blow out your candles, all of them, take all your Goddam matches, all them bad boys!
I am gone eat the rest of your Dog! Put some mustard on that bad hot dog!
Do you like hot dogs, I like hot dogs!
I always did! When I buy a hot dog, I want everything on it, onions, mustard, shucks! And a coke, ice cold!, I said smiling broadly at him!
See I like dog, thats why I came down here to bottom of the [ BLEEPING ] ship, cause I was smelling the funky smell of hot dogs! I wanted to have some dog! I am gonna put back on that dam door, and put it back, block up it with some shit , real good so you can’t get out!
Gone mop up that little stream of water coming in under your door, that you been drinking off the floor.
I gone make sure you can’t get out, just like before!
Gone make sure its dark, dark do you hear, in here! Just like before!
Then, I am gone light up a joint.
Then, I am gone say good bye to you, real softly, bumble bugger bitch!
Then, I gone walk, walk away! And say to you, have a nice day!
Well, sir, I thought to my self. There was a long silence, as the boy pondered my words! This boy, smart!
This boy, boy looked at me , looking and looking at me!
Boy, was doing something, some hard ass thinking.
Being a scientist boy, he gone think I am full of shit, if he does, he gone be wrong!
Funny, yep funny, how when you in a room, you, you in a, you are in a room, and somebody is thinking, thinking real hard, you can feel his little old wheels in his head, going around and around and around!
I remember, couple years back, when things was different for me, I had just got out, out of the service, I was in the North east at the time, New York City, and right under neath the Brooklyn bridge, there was this, this here, Merry go round, going, round and round, full a little babies, going round, driving those little babies crazies! I don’t be ducking when I am trucking! I hold down don’t regurgitate, I facilitate! I take the train to the insane! I don’t take the IRT, Irresponsible Rubbish Trains for the insane masses, no, not me!
I remember. I remember back in the service. I met up with a dude, his name was Pham Charlie. I jokingly, remember we used to call the boy spam jam Pham, he was Vietnamese American in the valley, smart sucker, smart jocksucker! Goddam! Smart! And he, me, and another animal, called , Alejandro Georgey porgy, a Puerto Rican dude, The three musketeers of nano brain apps. We hooked up, man, shit! We hooked up some nano drugs, for intercellular divert system apps, to penetrate the Blood Brain Barrier! These suckers were bad!
Use these suckers, when you gone have augmented virtual sex in they real world. You check it out the parameters, do your input, turn they shit on, and bang, sucker is rocking, you hook your glasses up. Turn on, tune out, and, bam Bam! You know, some folks like to have augmented sex, right! Dreams while having sex, so being the wild mothers [ bleeping ] programmers we were, with itched bit up this app, to use along with the Big G, You know, you put your HUD, retrieve cool music, hop into a virtual environment, and plunk yourself down with your bitch, chill-out, get down and play the virtual reality way! Cause, we dudes, were a little on the, the, the advance side, and everything, was every thing! Everything was cool, we had buddies back in the states, who were employees at the big G. They stole some bad, shit from them, and sent the G crap secrets to us! Shipped us out three Google glasses prototypes, in a box, marked Support and honor U.S. military service members! We got boxes of gifts of goodies for soldiers on duty, and it got through, cause I had this pretty slick chick, this girl was working in the security check out the incoming deliveries of mail and care packages for the soldiers! She checked it out, as ok, you know, we had the usual in it, like Chewing gum, Cookies, Coffee, Gatorade, Jaw breakers, and hell year, Poker games, Playing cards, Dice, Porno mags, Weed, Smokes, Music CDs, you name it, we had it mixed in the box!
You believe that, we were bad, and we rejoiced when we got that stuff!
Year, bad old days, those were the days. Back in those days, I wasn’t crazy, quite the opposite! Awesome [ BLEEPING ] times! Those long gone days, anyway, and we ran with these [ bleeping ] sockets, had good experiments going down, all of us all. The three of us, kept our big ass mouths shut, less we get, you know, loose lips sink ships! Get, get caught!
This was, what was going down. But, don’t know, unfortunately, we got hit. Yep sir, war is a bitch!
And The IED, that did us in, changed all. They are dead, I survived. The codes I knew I pretty much forgot! Now I am small, and now I am, I am here, lonely crazy cowboy sitting inside a boat in a world destroyed! Shit, I was born on Earth, now Earth done up, and split in two, Lordy me, whats a freaking cowboy to do?
Well, Get over it! I told myself! But listening to this scientist boy, brought back some long buried flash backs! But, although my mind is all messed up. Now and then, now and then, I recall snippets, of the man I’d been.
But anyway, I thought to my self as I looked into the boys eyes, I could hear, his brain doing the merry go round thing, in this here room. Room, ever been in a room, four walls?
One , two, three, four! And if your lucky you got a door! When you in a room like this room, his coffin room, and the only light you got, is candle light, it makes everything look nice, but because it makes everything look nice, doesn’t mean the world is nice! Like folks, some smile, smile smiling at you, make like they your buddy, when they ain’t! I cut them boys, but thats another story. Anyways, I am in this here room, with one candle, and one shaky makey man!
Things look all shaky like! I like shaky light! Shaky candle is cool lite especial if in a dark room with one candle, shadows move, move around. You begin to hear things, voices yep. Then all of sudden the scientist boy interrupted my train of thought ,as he yelled out, All right, all right. all right goddam it get me the hell out! I ‘ll do what ever you say! What ever! But, that box, that suitcase, I got to have it its important. It’s my work, its just very important, he said, apparently he was worried about it, by the way he said it so passionately. I thought it must be really important to him, so I said its negotiable For now. I’ll hold on to it. I’ll put it in my bag, and we will climb out of your coffin!
But if you telling me you agree, and double-cross me, I’ll kill you! Agreed? Yes, he said!
So, be smart, so I want you to say it, the contract is I am saving your life and you now owe me. Say it, what is the contract? You will save me and I owe you! And you will listen to me. I will listen to you!
Good, I said, now, say good bye to you coffin boy, we getting out of here. Blow out those candles, and the fire in the microwave.
Sure.
Wait, what did you say to me? I said, sure! No, boy, thats not how you talk to me. Thats not how you dare talk to me! You are to address me always, as boss, say sure boss!
Sure boss!
Better!
[ 2 ]
Now, you know something?
What boss?
There once was a little old lady who lived in a shoe, if I ever catch up to her I’ll know what to do, ha, ha, ha, I laughed mightily joking with myself, as the confused soul standing in front of me stumbled out of his room.
The boy smelt bad, just like me, ha, ha, ha, I laughed again.
He didn’t know what the joke was about but he smiled and burst out laughing anyhow.
Now, Now come here I told him, as he emerged, brite eyed, eager and smiling as he strolled out, out of the doorway, to his coffin room looking around, but he couldn’t really see nothing. It was dark, where he had been trapped. I set the flashlight on the floor.
Turn around I said to him. He looked at me puzzled, and I know he wanted to ask why, but he hesitated and didn’t. Put your head down towards me a little like you’re bowing, he looked at me again real curious like. Funny like, but the man listened. He bent over, but tilted his head up, to keep a sharp eye on me.
Blind folding you, boy, so relax. I took out this black bandana, from around my neck, and blind folded the man. Whats the blind fold for boss? Don’t worry about it, take hold of this, I said handing him a piece of chain. And, he proceeded to take hold of it, and as I walked, he followed blindly. So, so it was, I took the dummy away. I was thinking to my self now.
I been, alone so many long months in the desert before the world came to an end, and split apart, that I almost kind of, kind of hungered for somebody to talk to, even if it had to be a the point of a gun.
Cause, Jonathan, this boy, he’d have to make his keep, Hold his own. He don’t know it, but the world he knew is gone, The world up stairs is my world, and he is the first person who gone enter it!
The both of us gone have to survive one way or another.
I don’t have a clue how we gone eat, or drink, but I figure this is big ass boat got plenty of stuff in it. Sure got to be food on it somewhere, and this boy is gone help me find it, if not, Shucks! It, well, sir, if not, we both will die. Cause I got just enough food, grub in my saddle bag for one day, for me alone. Before this all happen, I if needed food, I just up and go hunting, shoot something to eat. And. if by chance some travelers came into the desert, I’d buy some provisions from them.
But, now, no animals alive, best I can tell, If they are they sure in hell ain’t around here for hundreds of miles, I know, cause I took this binoculars off a dead dude, and check it out. I searched high and low. High and low, I tell you! Didn’t find shit. Nothing to shoot, and eat, no sheep, no cows, no bears, not even one [ BLEEPING ] bird in the sky, now ain’t that a bitch, but where? Tell you boy, tell you.
Not a stream to go fishing. Cause there got to be streams, with water some where, some place, but not knowing the hell where, ain’t gone help me none shit! I spotted a water hole like a tiny lake bout half mile away! no fish in it, no way!
I know the oceans are still circling out there near the horizon, but that’ll take me and him, a couple years to walk that far, we be long dead. And the oceans, who knows? Might be, could be, will be full of carcasses of dead fish, too!
Who the hell knows?
Cause mother nature, old girl, she, she’s a bitch, she is still alive, and kicking, she’d figure out, something in couple hundred years, cause by then, I been a long dead memory.
Best thing would be, to have a little rain, but how can it rain? How can it rain? How on earth, can it rain, if the other big earth is up above, so close up in the sky. Only thing, I figure maybe the storms will rain side ways like, or something. I wonder if those boys in the International space Station are still alive looking down. Must suck, knowing you gone die up there, you gone die, cause ain’t got no shuttles coming ever! Might as well hang it up brother! Any ways speaking about rain, it would have to blow sideways to get to me! That would take some mighty big winds to pull that off! Oh shit, what if it never rains! Oh my God, gosh, I didn’t even think of that possibility? Man, I sure do miss the old world, at least I knew how to act, what time it is, and what to do to survive!
I hate to admit it I love earth, sniff, sniff!
Sure, all this will rectify sure. I know, yep sir, yes, sir ree bob! Over time, but in the mean time, I am dead man, going hungry, and that ain’t no bull_s.
Don’t got no food!
Neither us gone make it. I thought, pondering deeply our chances.
No grass. Grass has been replaced by molten rocks thats shiny like glass, and lava flows, boulders and dry, dry gritty sand, dry in your eye sand, like what you find on a hot beach. Cause I got, got to believe, that since the earth got tossed around a few times, under neath all that sand and debris, and stuff, there got to be, got to be, good fertilized dark brown farm dirt, perfect for farming and all. But then again who knows. And who hell can dig that far down. The machines like them big old tractors, bulldozers, earth moving machines, them boys are all buried.
They’re, are buried, smashed ripped apart or just plain no where to be seen. I am lucky there’s plenty hand shovels aboard, at least I can dig my own grave and sleep comfortably!
And water, well there’s plenty of that on the boat. We gone have plenty, cause I found some water cooler jugs. But, we’ll see how I make out, and this boy Jonathan, if it turns out, if it happens that, he causes me more trouble than I bargained for, he’ll wind up food! I got Irish, Spanish, Mexican and a touch of Maories american in me too, if you know anything about our history, we Maories boys eat just about anything! When things where bad, in the desert, and I had nothing to eat, I ate bugs, so he can’t taste much worse!
Anyway, he was gathering up the plastic bags around his shoulders, trying to accommodate it and balance it, so it would easy to carry it up! So, I said to him, wait, I want you to grab on to this rope and hoist your self up, to the next level. Great! er, um, I, I mean great boss!
Go you can start, I told him, and I lifted the plastic bag and tied it around his neck for him. Go on with yourself. Just remember, as you go up hold tight, and you’ll be up there in no time, you gone feel the underside of a deck, once there, I will tell you, then, take your time, take it slow, and carefully toss up the bag. Then pull yourself up and wait for me. That’s it! Got it ?
Sure Boss! I led him to where, I had the ropes hanging down, and took his hands and let him touch the ropes, and he automatically grabbed them and the cables.
These wires and cables, this is the rope, you’re talking about, why, I don’t know, why, can’t we use the stairs boss? Sure, I said, this boy, was Lordy me, so clueless about the devastation all around him there ain’t no stairs elevators, nothing, but, I snapped back at him in jolly good golly good spirited mood, exercise is good for ass sucker, now go ahead and do what I say!
you, I exclaimed ruefully smirking at his awkward attempts to get him self up off of the ground, and, I couldn’t help but not hinting to him this titbit, I said,
go ahead and climb, but on hold tight, if you fall, you fall, you die! Got you boss, he replied in a strong self assured voice, determined and trusting in me, something he’d have to learn to do, if he wanted to live.
So, I stood back aways and watched him grasping the rope, he figured around with the cables and I could see him be somewhat relived, when he found I had sense enough to put knots in them every couple of feet, or so it would be easier to haul up on. I wasn’t a bit worried, I got down here, and sure in hell, I knows how to get out, but he don’t gotta know nothing, less I wanted him to. I know it would be a long difficult climb. I watched the man climbing the ropes, he was disoriented, but kept trying to go forward, and shucks, thats all you need to get up.
Anyways, he was reaching the hole through the deck, flooring where I had the ropes hanging down, but it had some sharp jagged protruding metals hanging down, that could cut slice him badly, if he touches it. He didn’t see it, and couldn’t, so I guided the boy, as best I could. I warned him he must’ant, put his hand out to his sides, cause they are sharp razor ribbons near by, and just keep his body straight around the rope as tight as he could be and he would be just find. Well, sir that boy, as soon as he reached the edge of the hole and felt the platform and metal deck floors, the boy upped and yelled out, hey, am I nearly outside yet?
You don’t go asking stupid questions, now, do you hear. If you were outside you could tell it, smell it and see the sunshine! Now where you’re at, thats just one of the levels, we got to climb, boy, there lots more where that one came from. Climb on up boy, to get to back to the uppers decks, where I come from, gone take some doing! No need, not to take heed, and go slow, and make it, than to go fast, and fall on your ass! Lets get to the next deck above. So just chill, boy, I am coming up now, hold on!
Now, what I did, was I gathered up my things, the bag and all, and tied a string around tits, my shotgun and taped my sword tightly, and carefully, so it won’t fall out, because if it did, I could kiss, that mother good bye, that the last sword in the world, for who knows how long. Once Jonathan got himself up, and I caught on the rope, I looked around with the flashlight and I yelled, back to him, here I come. As I grabbed the rope myself, and started climbing up, about a couple of minutes later I too, got up on the next deck with him. The man, he was laying there stretched out, panting, bewildered that he has gotten up here. Like it was a big deal!
I took a deep breath, then I glanced and turned to him and said, yo, you did good dude, get to your feet, now and take hold of this chain, I told him as I flipped out a length of chain I had around my waist. And he grasped it, and I led him down, oh lets see, maybe, about two hundred yards, through dark twisted corridors, with half slashed hanging ceiling beams, some big, big pipes painted in hilarious, riotous circus colors, like red, blue, yellow, orange each color signaling a function, you know the engineers get high painting pipes, thats their thing. You know, hey like make up special colors for hot water, cold water, standpipes, you could just imagine it all. It wasn’t pretty though, it looked like a jazzy scary, sort of like a cave carnival circus of doom. The scene was macabre. The smell was bad. So bad, it was sad! We’re talking dead body hump funk stink, fumes gazooms! Yo, cowboy, yo, y’all know what, what I mean, there is a reason for putting your behind in the ground when you kick the bucket! Anyways, done did what we had to do. I held my nose and hopped over a chick with no head, dress in pink high heel shoes, sure, when she was alive, she was a looker!
We passed by dozens of broken beams with shark shaped like teeth like endings. If you had the misfortune, and were to trip, and fall on one, you’d be done for. All the broken pipes, were dripping some fouled smelling sludge or liquids. Drip, drip, dripping down. Funny thing, I saw this guy. This dead guy, dead with his mouth open, and his head was right under a dripping pipe and, and all the drops of nasty gook, was just dripping into his open mouth, till his cheek’s looked like two overblown basket balls, it had so much in it! His eyeballs, was popping out, staring at you!
We passed by dozens of smaller pipes, tons of wires hanging down, along with dripping water running from the ceiling. Finally, we reached to the next spot, where I had another roped, tied up, leading to the next deck above. The descent was not what you’d be thinking, nope, you think it would be a straight up and down the descent, but, no. That’s not what it was. That’s not what it was at all. But instead it was where ever I found a hole punctured through the deck. That was where, that I tied a rope, to get down in the blackness of this big cavernous mother ship we were in!
I suddenly noticed something. I looked good. To my right, when the flashlight hit it a doorway. The door was leading to a room, A room, that when I pitched the light beam into it, the light revealed, it appeared to be safe enough to walk into! Come lets go in here I said. And I walked in. I placed the lantern, on the floor and as I the light I illuminated the room. I could see it looked like a Bar Lounge. So, hey, like two dudes going into after hour honk tonk bar, I wished out loud laughing, anyways, we went in and sure enough there dozens of liquor bottles. Some broken, buried in debris, but luckily, most were not broken. There was door that said rest rooms, yo, my surprise it work at lease the toilet, there was a man lying dead on the floor, his body bloated your usual dead balloon size stinking so bad it made my eyes water!
It didn’t take me long, to realize I would need help, so I told Jonathan, he could take off his blindfold, along with the two flashlight lanterns we could see just fine! We placed the flashlight on the floor tilted up to reflect on the cream colored ceiling. It was eerie! Jonathan turned on his recorder, the batteries were still lasting, and played a deep funk Jimmy Hendricks electronic guitar drug tune. The music was blaring out as we looked around at the destruction.
And the air in here stank real disgusting like, but it had a little ventilation and in comparison, it didn’t smell as half as bad, as being further down below.
We dealt with it shit, because we had too! No alternative! And I scrounged, around and pushed back some of that crap that on top of a large variety of wines, beer cans, premixes and liquors. I had my choice out of dozens and plucked a rare dark burgundy, opened the turkey, and quickiy found two glasses, and poured each of us a drink. Then being my natural devious self, I asked, Jonathan do you drink? Boss, he said, smiling broadly, even if I didn’t, today I would. And with that we downed it, and a couple more till the smiles we had, were glued to our faces. It. Oh yes, it, Lordy, Lordy me. It tasted terribly good, eye, sir, yes, sir ree bob, if I do say myself. So I was checking the joint out and to my disbelief the water in the bathroom was running and the toilet too. I relieved myself, all the while indulging in drinking in style. Hopefully, I thought to myself, this would be just the first good surprises to come our way. We set about placing a couple of bottles in the bags, we were carrying but they would be too heavy. So we only took a few and some glasses..
We filled up some boxes, we would definitely revisit this joint you can believe that. We be back to this club stinky stink, lounge smelly or not.
We were walking out heading for the rope, when I spotted a box of chains and pad locks with the key sets on the floor. Apparently, they would chain up the door to this joint after closing time. And so I took the locks and chains, thinking to myself, never know might need them, I also found a gold cigarette lighter, the lighter worked. And I scooped up a wallet, jam pack with green bills baby, the wallet, I didn’t bother looking at the pictures, just swiped the cash quickly, didn’t rightly know why, no stores on Earth, to but stuff with, no seven elevens, no ATMS, but what the hell. I thought, never no! I all ready had maybe forty Thou in gold, and my head nuts, was using it to drown bugs in a frying pan with it. Maybe these 100 dollar bills, I will roll up a cigarette? And smoke it?
It was about six hundred dollars, and put in my wallet immediately. I told Jonathan to replace the blindfold, we are fixing to leaving now, and wanted him to put it back on, he slipped it bandana blindfolds back on grudgingly and I led him to the ropes at the next spot, and again we climbed to the next deck successfully. It was there that I saw some something it was a pipe with ice on it. It must mean that somewhere in this giant ship half buried the mighty self generators are still working miraculously crunching power for ice cold water and who knows what else. Power that was good [ BLEEPING ] news. That means we got gas, where who the hell knows, but it was a good sign, I was smiling, and so was Jonathan, then it happen.
[ 3 ]
I was taking dumbo towards the escape ropes, when above us, bam, the goddam door popped open and a ton of heavy duty machinery crashed down, missed us by inches. I turned to run. Shocked, I jerked dumbo back with me, so he wouldn’t get hurt too. We had just escaped being smashed. Standing several feet back, looking at what had just happen. I Felt [ Bleeping ] lucky, to still be breathing. Anyhow, something must of had moved inside, shifting the weight balance, of the room and causing the shit to fall down.
We were two lucky son of a bitches to be alive.
The door that read mechanical room, popped open, and all the shit fell out almost killing us! I looked at Jonathan, startled, he had pulled down his blindfold in a jiffy, and his eyes were wide open with fear, his forehead was perspiring, his mouth quivered, as he turned his head to look at me and whispered: we, we, we are, we shit, are two lucky guys boss!.
Yep, boy we sure in hell are, but look at all this stuff that came out, heavy duty ship tools and pulleys and junk and stuff we just might use.
Year, boss, but boss, but look at that. He said, pointing to two yellow Florissant colors buried in the mess, But, check it out, check these out he exclaimed excitedly, as he crawled on top of the mountain of junk and pulled one out!
The ships emergency gas masks boss! Holy hell, the boy had sharp eyes, all right, I looked at them, and sure in hell, we could dam sure use those suckers right now so we wouldn’t have keep breathing all this stink shit.
We took the time to wrestle a couple of them free, and pulled them out. Several masks we took and tested, to see which ones worked, and put them on. It wasn’t perfect, but, dam sure beat inhaling cemetery stench by the mouthfuls in here, and so we proceeded to climb over the big mountain of carnage and stuff so we could continue.
When all sudden the body of the dead engineer popped out, scaring the hell out of us. I pulled my gun out and shot the sucker, twice, Bam, Bam. The way he popped out like that, had given me such a fright.
Well sir, if he wasn’t dead already, he was now doubly dead.
Boy, was deader than dead. Boy, looked bad. He was hanging down, out this here door, his hands just a swaying loose in the air, pointing downward towards the floor. He was young. His body caught up in some wires. And his urines and body fluids came leaking out fast. God dam, that shit looked terrible. I closed my eyes and looked away. And said, lets keep moving dude! We quickly ducked and pass him and proceeded to where the rope was, when all of sudden, we heard a big crash.
Another wall just fell over making a huge, startling noise, about a hundred feet in front of us! It seeme to be coming from the elevator shaft, so we shined our flashlights, inside of it. It had a long dark tunnel, at the end of which was something very strange.
Way down, way down at the other end, we noticed a light, a light was on down there. What the hell, I said, you see what I see? Year, boss. What you think Boss?
Before I could answer, we heard the low crunching sound a machine makes when it turns on! It was one of internal ship pumps or some kind of machinery. The power was still on down there, Still working!
I must imagine, its got to be those giant powerful monster generators machines these ships carry. Electrical redundancy, mega machines that’s what they are quipped, Jonathan. We goner be in luck, if those bad boys stays on.
We looked at each other. I had to make up my mind fast, decided to investigate. I started walking down the elevator shaft, and motioned for Jonathan to come along too.
The doors of the elevators were open at each deck level, and were all blocked by bodies of dead people merged together in a kind horrible soup of death. Thank god for the masks, it cut down the stench of the dead.
We walked all the way down and the last door, led to a corridor, where the area, ceiling had collapsed in.
Mountains of beams, carnage, pieces of bodies, heads, shoes with feet in them. There was a woman, a young chick in her twenties, her face with make all all out of whack, her hair, soaked, wet with god knows what, and sticking out like porcupine needles, her nose looked like a fat midget carrot, her ears, had these god awful big fashionista earrings, hanging down eerily, making her look poopyier than what she was all ready! No clothes, she was swelled up bigger than cow. She had her arms sticking out, and her legs pointing all over the place, like a the big ugly shiny pink death balloon! Only thing was she was smiling and her eyes were bulging out! Clouds of exhaust fumes with that bloated rotten flesh stench spewed out her butt!
Oh My God, bad scene I yelled out, Bitch, you could use some deodorant, God dammit!
But, over to the right, was what looked like a long line of storage freezers, and if I am not mistaken, a butcher shop, which by the way, looked like it just might be still useable..This was of interest to me, while, Jonathan went down the other side to investigate. I went in here to see what i could see.
It, was pitch black inside. I shined the flashlight around and found on my right on the wall, the light switch, hoping against hope, I flip the switch up. It had light!
The lights were working in here too, luckily, revealing, cutting tables, machines to cut meat, refrigerators, meat racks, and all. I walked in and walked towards the cutter machine, flicked a switch. The machine, wow, that sucker, made a hum and then blades of the slicer machine, spun into action, spinning around, and around, this sucker got power down here, I thought to myself.
Jonathan, down the hall he didn’t see the butcher shop at all, he was more interested in something else down there. I switched off the machine. Took a couple of carving knives, can openers, and forks and plates and shoved them in my bag. Shut the lights off, closed back the door. And went to find him. As I approached the boy at a distance, by the look on his face, I could tell some thing was not right. What’s up dude?
Er, um, I mean, Boss, I, I could of swore, I heard something, he replied, biting his lip and looking plenty worried, as he glanced back to look at me. What? Don’t know Boss. It was coming from that freezer over there! We walked over and looked in the freezer window, and pulled the door open, and a sucker fell out frozen. He fell on the floor and cracked in half. His head rolled and spun around like a top.
[ 4 ]
We watched the spinning head without a neck come to a stop and it looked at us. I don’t if it was the darkness or the shadows in the hallway or our imaginations gone wild, but, but did the, the face appeared to flash a smile then go limp?
I looked at Jonathan and he said Boss, look!
He was pointing into the freezer, the electric ventilators machines inside was still pumping and cranking out powerful freezing air into the room, When we opened the big freezer door, It came out like white smoke, and it pour out upon us, chilling us cold.
Hey, hey look look, check this out, exclaimed Jonathan excitedly, with the look of astonishment on his face, his was squinting his eyes as he focused on something weird.
The boy, was standing there, pointing into freezer at a figure of a man standing up talking into his smartphone, frozen dead stiff. Looked like he was calling for help, and walking, but froze to death, while standing up, and never fell over. Jonathan asked, incredulously, he’s got to be dead, right boss?
Shucks, I said, the guy froze to death while standing up! Horses sleep standing up all the time, why can’t he?
Hey Sally don’t, don’t don’t come down here Sally! It’s cold as frozen polar bear, in here! Year, year year, Sally! It’ll freeze your but off girl! life an death strange how they go together! I said, remembering my old fat rat, that used to carry my on her back, Sally, could run, faster than a son of a gun!
Hey Sally do hear, do you here? Cold in here.
Common, I said, ain’t nothing here. Lets get the hell out. That man died talking on his phone, let’s leave him in peace, so he can finish his conversation! Betcha there’s a lotta dead folks talkin on their phones down here!
Just as my predictable words, left my lips, then, down hall we heard a sound.
It turned out to be coming from yet, another freezer.
Well sir, I heard something. it sounded like something, something heavy fell down.
I wondered what the hell was that?
Me and Jonathan walked over, toward another of the ships giant freezers. I stopped outside the big, heavy, thick, metal, grey door of the freezer, before going in, and listened didn’t hear nothing, and I peeked inside. Then cautiously, I shined the light up towards the ceiling and around the walls, and looking around to see what I could see. I thought I’d checkout the ceiling. Didn’t want to go in and fall on my ass!
I could see that it was a big space inside, and
deep, wide, it was a big, big freezer, and I spotted on the far left, the ceiling, had collapsed and was hanging down! And as I walked in, I suddenly felt my foot kick into something hard, and I tripped over it, and fell down, turned the flashlight around, and saw, this guys jaw, his head, his whole body laying on the ground, like a dead man, surrounded by an ice puddle!
What happened was, I had just kicked the dude accidentally, in the head!
The dude, looked like a white statue that fell over and cracked in a dozen places. And by the looks of long red blood line cross his forehead, it appeared his head was cracked, Oh shit, I said in amazement, look at this!
look at this! Will ya look at this!
Dam, sam! OH MY GOD! exclaimed Jonathan when he saw it, another one? I hope not, I sue hope not! Shit! Looks like this one we might be able save the turkey, I said. so, I did what i had to do!
So I quickly got up really fast, and placed the flashlight down, so it’s shining on his head, and grabbed the two parts of the mans head with my hands and pressed them back together again, and I reached into my pocket, and I pulled out a tube of crazy glue, and squeezed out some and glued the dudes head together, then, I looked up, to Jonathan,
and yelled : Hey Jonathan, go quick look for a rag!
Or grabbed something, and help me hold this man’s head together.
Oh my God, is his head cracked?
Don’t ask stupid questions, go look for something to tie it back together. Like what, asked Jonathan? A rag, or something to make a tourniquet, or some gosh darn thing, I don’t know. This boy, brains gone spill out, he must of been frozen like ice sickle,and fell over and smashed on the floor, and cracked open his head!
OK, boss, said Jonathan enthusiastically, and who ran around quickly, with his flash light, and ripped the shirt off a dead guy, laying down a couple a feet away on the floor, and tied it around the mans head, around his ears, thinking that should hold his head together. But, then, when he shinned the light on the man, he blinked; he was alive and said. Oh my head ! My head ow! Ow, owwwww. my head hurts!
Ow, oh, meu, ump, gees, ah, um, di fumy, bumy nuc nuc, . . . Oh, noooooooo my, my head, ow, it hurts! The man mumbled to him self said, when he open his eyes and looked at me and said mi mymy mi e la lelay,
sun bon,am aahi ick poo icy ma, ma maaaa! So, I thought, this boy is got his brain messed up, he’s thinking he is an infant and talking baby talk to me, so I took out my Pistol and turned it round using the but of my gun, and beat him in the head! POW, POW, and instantaneously the old dude, yelled OH, OW, ow, OW OW!
BR, smiled and he bent over watching the man, an said to Jonathan, who, now, was shocked,
to see what BR, had done to him.
See I knocked the boy in the had, a couple of times! I hoping to get his brain working, and up to date, cause by the way he’s talking, he’s delusional and thinks he’s little baby, and I am his mommy! Pow, So I hit him again, Pow, I hit him once more in head! Oh shit, Jonathan exclaimed shocked, you trying to break his head completely open, boss! Na naaaaa no. See he was talking a lot of baby talk, so, I just gave him a little tap,
so he could get his head together and talk straight, like a man, instead of a baby! That’s all.
Pow, pow, pow, BR, tapped him hard a couple of more times! OW screamed the man, in extreme pain!
OW. OW. STOP, Stop! OW! the man cried. BR, looked at him and smiled, Hey boy, you in there! Big Rex, asked the man, and guy, was hurting even more now, let out a loud, loud scream OW, OW ow owwwwwwww! then BR, leaned over and whispered
Boy, you, you, you gone be alright boy!
Is that you mother?
Mother you look terrible, the man said really distressed, and it was obvious, he was clearly not thinking rationally and imagined he was back home conversing with his mother! The man was delirious, and gazed up, thinking BR was his mother, and told him! Mother.
Yes boy, answered BR, trying to give him some measure of comfort.
Mother you look really bad! Year well, I had a bad plastic surgery job boy! How you feeling, asked Big Rex?
Oh Mommy! I feel terrible. Year well, I told you, there’ll be days like that, my boy! Why you wearing a cowboy hat, he asked? That’s what’s trending now a days boy, replied BR.
Why is it dark? It’s night time.
Why is it cold? Cause it’s winter! Now, see Jonathan, see Jonathan, see i was right! It is working!
After a couple good solid whacks to the head, the boy, is not talking no more freakin’ baby talk!
I think he’s got a chance. A good chance!
Come Jonathan, help drag the sucker, over to the boiler room. The fish, will be warm, and toasty, over in there, and he can thaw out, and get his circulation back good again, and feel much better, said BR.
So, they carefully dragged the poor guy out, and took him down the hall to where the ships boiler room was located and laid him on the warm metal floor, and let him lay there to rest. The boiler room as indeed warm, the air in there was trapped, and you could see the ice on him began to melt,
and he laid there quietly, befuddled and clueless, like a little crazy baby, waiting for his mother to feed him!
Now that he seemed to be stabilized, I had time to check the boy out good! What I saw was an old heavy set man, white as snow, balled head, inside disheveled, shucks, he was I don’t know about in his fifties, there abouts!
Medium build, his shirt was open, stained with red blood, around his neck he wore a bunch of gold chains, that glistened in the sparse light. He looked like he was wearing one of official ships uniforms, looked like one of the ship’s officers, by the way he was dressed.
Lots of stripe’s on his jacket. He resembled that old American president, Abraham Lincoln. slightly, but not tall at all!
He had a black trimmed beard, and wore phone set in his right ear.
He dam sure looked European to me, possibly, French, who the hell knows?
He was holding on for dear life.
The guy, was shivering! The old man look bad, he looked really cold, and his skin, just had that misty icey sheen to it!
Don’t know, how he stayed alive but, I didn’t think he could live much longer.
I for one, wouldn’t bet on it. I wouldn’t bet on it at all!
And that was those noises, that drew Jonathan’s attention!
Me and Jonathan, was doing the best we could for him. He was asleep now. I left him alone and went back to the freezer, to check out if food was inside.
I saw some meat hooks, but no meat, and underneath the hooks, there was a small wooden bench, and next to that was a long aluminum chopping table.
As I looked inside, I noticed, the back part of the rooms ceiling, was crushed in, and I saw some men, smashed under tons of debris, Boy, were they, . . . dead!
Apparently this guy, had been trying to push the debris away, from in front of the door, so he could get out of the big locker door, and must of gotten so cold he just froze in his tracks and fell out on the floor. No way could, he have done it and gotten out, if we didn’t stumble upon him!
We got busy and pulled away the junk, blocking the door, opened it, and went back inside the freezer and looked around. But, tough titty, and we came up empty! No frozen meat, any where. No meat, no meat, no meat to eat! So, we went back to where he was, and walked in and to my surprised the guy had wakened up, and was on the floor leaning up on his elbow, and was passing the time, looking all around. And, i don’t know, but the fish, he seemed better now, and hopefully had, gotten some of his senses back. Whether he nuts or not nuts! I was not gone play his mama, no Goddam more! Enough of that crap!
I drew my pistol and we walked in on him and I yelled, “Hey you, you inside there, Bumble bugger bitch, what’s your name, bumble bugger bitch?”
Well, sir the man, when he heard me call out, he just about freaked out. He didn’t answer, or appear to understand what I had just said. But you dam sure could tell, he was just happy to see us! Seemed his head was working!
He didn’t call me mother, an that was a good thing, believe you that!
He looked up at us, his eyes brightened, his face broke out in huge smile, like he just saw his momma! Oh Oh, I said to my self! He smiled broadly, his head wobbly on his old neck, like his head was gonna fall off! The blood leaking out of his head, where he cracked it, had done dried up! He looked shitty, but the crazy glue was doing a good job! Although for a minute there, it looked like he was about to lose his head, as he started shaking, shaking it, as he awkwardly struggle to get to his feet, the boy was plenty dis-oriented, half out of his mind, or all of it, I don’t rightly know?
Part of his brain, must of froze up and perhaps he wasn’t using one side of his head? But at least he wan’t dead! But, still he was so happy somebody heard him and come for him. The boy was besides him self with joy!
I couldn’t believe the guy, he actual was crying, he couldn’t make it to stand up, so he walked over to me on his knees. He crawled on his hands and knees and embraced my shoes and wrapped his arms roundly both my legs crying like pitiful dog in need of love! He kept, thanking me for coming. He had given-up, he said with dismay.
Jonathan and I, we looked at each other stunned, but this was the way, he was expressing his gratitude!
I got the man to stand up and he seemed out of his mind and carried on incoherently.
I searched him but he was in such bad shape, I don’t even think he noticed!
And I pulled his wallet out, and also found he was carrying a revolver, which I quickly confiscated. The card inside, the wallet, indicated this boy was none other than the ships Captain. Holy shit! His drivers license said his name was Di Andronikos wow, I thought to my self, this guys Greek boy, he knows where all the secret goodies are on this ship!
And he got to have, he must got keys too. Wow, this means, we don’t have break down doors to get into stuff! We gone have keys! Wow, I thought to my self, this was big time news. I was looking tough on the outside, but happy as five year old on the inside!
Holy Mary mother of God, the man exclaimed several more times, holding up his hands patting my hands even though it had a gun in it. He didn’t notice! Thats when I knew the boy had lost his marbles. And was going nuts fast!
Hold on feller, let me see if I can get you out of here!
Now, after about ten minutes of dragging him out of that place, we took him back to another room and laid him down so he could get accustomed to normal temperatures, and defrost defrost his brain a bit more.
I took out a beer, and knelt down looked at the boy, and nodded my head to him, signaling, if he would like one. He smiled, nodded his head back, and without a word being spoken, put out his hand. So, I gave him a can of beer.
He was happy, already, wouldn’t hurt to make him, well make him happier and more talkative, it you get my drift, boy needed to be more talkative, warm them frozen lips up!
And, no better way to warm them cold lips up, than a beer, and yapping your head off!
He began yelling and yelling, some, somebody, he burst out yelling fanatically, looking up at the ceiling, then at me and Jonathan.
Some, some yes, wow, I can’t believe it. Some, some, somebody actually heard me! Thank God! Thanks, oh thank you, thank you, thanks! thank, thank, thank you, you yes, thank you, thank you! You must be god?
I pulled open the bizarre mans coat, and sure enough on his belt there was big wad of keys.
I looked at him, while I made up some Bull Shit, story on the fly, I am the new Big Rex, police rescue security team. What are these keys for?
He was in dream land, not listening to me, so I slapped him upside the face, he woke up fast, stunned, but that’s what snapped him out it, and he said, Oh, yes, um, um, er, they, they are, they open the different doors on my ship.
So, I tried to get him to elaborate, so I asked, you mean, like food storage rooms, motor rooms and the like?
Yes, of course, he nodded his head up and down in agreement exaggeratedly.
OK. Look! We need to have access to portable gas tanks, does the ship have any? Especially, we need ones with wheels so we can store gas, once we get out side?
He looked at me bewildered, but I could see him searching his mind for the answers.
He replied unsteadily, thanks, thank, the kind you can attach to pickup, are in, section FA-1deck, on the upper deck near the pursers office cabin #R3.
I could show you, but I don’t feel up to it right now. I need to see a doctor, and get bath, I, I, need to call my wife and tell her you found me and I am going to be all right.
Then I am going to call my boss, he’s got to know too!
Then I want to sleep in a nice warm bed, a nice big one, hmmnn! Can you take me out now?
Sure in a second, but first our rescue supply envoys, haven’t gotten here yet, supplies are a tad low!
Just a tiny bit, Captain, sir!
So, to act fast, we want to use emergency supplies on board your ship, you understand?
First tell me, where would I find, the ships doctors offices, some portable generators, equipment like extension cords. We gone need hundred foot long ones too.
And well, sir, you got to tell me where I can find stuff like, welding machines the engineers on the ship uses.
Our staff could be in need of this stuff right now and it sure would help if you could cooperate, and tell me, right now where I might pick up some, clothes lines, hampers, paper hand towels, toilet paper, first aid compartments, even a battery powered ICD defibrillator, is needed sir, during this big, big emergency sir!
Can you be a little patient? Sir, and help me by telling me where all this equipment is now, sir! Here I said to him smiling, and handing the boy, another beer!
I suckered up, real good, to the boy, cause this stuff was important and he had all the answers in his head, and he just might go bizzerk and lose his mind, memory and all real soon. I knew he was teetering on the edge of being insaner than me!
He soon appeared to forget about stuff often in the middle of a sentence, this tragedy had knocked the juice out of his brain, it was still frozen, so I hedged my bets, and figured while he still lucid, while he still sane, I better get as much info about the ship as possible?
I pulled out a map, I found of the ship, and discussed it as best I could with him about where things like food, weapons, portable generators, and, and food pantries where located.
He showed me on the map where the gasoline tanks were located. I wrote down the locations of the stuff, he told me about, and told not to worry everything will be ok! Which of course was one big ass lie! The world was dead outside!
I am going to need the ship’s keys for safe keeping and for other safety reasons, so they don’t get lost. We’re gone do a lot of climbing to get you out of here, I don’t want you to lose anything. The dick head, believed me, and I knew what I had to do.
He was getting worse by the minute. I told him to try to relax, he was just having panic attacks! I told him, they only make things in your mind, seem worse than what they are, and they will pass and he will feel better soon.
Are you a doctor? You look a little weird but you got a nice smile! Are you a doctor?
When I need to be, I replied smiling.
The guy started shaking and mumbling something, then he started again, he was loosing it fast. He started crying again, and thanking me and carrying on, I don’t even know if half the time he understood me, but the main thing is I got the map and info!
He got up, fell unto his knees and put out his arms to me and yelled, Holy Mary Mother of God, some, somebody heard me, Thank God!
One thing was for sure, we needed to get this boy out into some fresh warm air, and fast less, he just collapses, and dies and or go bonkers crazy, and go bye, bye!
He closed his eyes and kept thanking us for coming. It sounded like a broken record all ready!
Holy Mary Mother, Holy Mother, Oh, yes, yes than thank you! Dear God, some, somebody heard me, Thank God! I am, Di Adronikos, the Captain, help me please, please, I am freezing, thank God somebody, somebody came. I thought it was allover for me, thank god, OMG!
Well, the boy, went on ranting, but then, got serious for a moment, and told us a little more, about what occurred.
Turns out, he doesn’t remember taking the elevator down to the lower deck, or why he went into that freezer,
but, he said, the walls and beams of the freezer box, down there caved in, but, somehow he survived.
But, he said, I got myself trapped inside, some guys with me, they got crushed, when the ceiling caved.
They’re dead, cause part of the freezer, it collapsed in on them.
So, he kept on talking and was paranoid. He looked at the floor, then in my eyes, then he turned around fast to see if someone was behind him. Then he began scratching his head real hard, like he was trying to figure something out! He was getting jumpy.
He smiled, crazy and I told him, everything was gone be OK!
I was smiling as I tried to calm the man down!
He was the Captain of MV MARINA, all right, but he was Captain nuts mostly, right now!
His main concern was to get himself together, and warm his body back up, and get him out of here, which I promised I would do, but I said, I wanted him to rest up a bit, to stay here with Jonathan while I took another look around, since I was down here already. I wanted to make, a quick search to see what else I could find! I’ll be back! Jonathan, ever the dubious one, exclaimed fearfully, you will be back, won’t you? What did you say? What did you say to me? Jonathan choked up, realizing he was out of line, and said you are coming back, Boss?
Hi! It’s me Madcow Sammy , Oh, oh wow, that’s wow, OMG. So crazy this guy! This stuff is unbelievable! Wow, that boat, I don’t think its a good idea to be in there!
And that Captain, He is bugging! Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! ” Boy! ” Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It’s my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga! Oh cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快 ！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!
Chapter 5
The Tweets of Madcow Sammy
BAD PERSONALITIES
BIG REX
Chapter 5
[ 1 ]
I left them dummies! I had scratched my nose. It was itching. Now, y’all knows, if you ever been with heavy duty dudes, trained in wilderness survival skills techniques! When the temperature shifts, air pressure gets messed up, modulates, and your instincts turn on primal junk, in your brain!
What the hell all that means is, your primal old nose, your big old primal nose, sense, kicks in and your on to something! So, I looked around, all shit was black! I turned on my thinking cap, and tied a new bunch of ropes to a pipe, and this time, I had my shit together, jack! And jack wasn’t gonna be stopped by rats!
Boy! I had a pulley, a pulley with me, so this should be easier going for this Gangsta Cowboy hunting, from now on! Well I grabbed the rope, ropy dope, and arbitrarily chose to swing it to the left. I had lots of paths to take now, lotta options, cause in my head, I had all the shit that guy, told me about the ship, was sitting on my brain. I felt cool, and didn’t have no pain! Ha, ha, ha, heeh, heeh! I started climbing down, and down. And I had tied two lightweight flashlights to my mask, so to see in the dark! All me, had to do was turn my head this ah way o that ah way, brother! Heeh, heeh, ha, ha.
I climbed down the rope, nice and slow. Don’t want to fall y’all know what I mean?
And was listening hard, the ship was quiet except for the banging of strips of metal banging against each other, and the constant sound of dripping water, and occasional echoes of the two knuckle heads talking crap, I left behind. I was going down and down and I could see around, the floor of the next deck, it looked spooky! Oh, man!
I got down, and looked up and saw this here pretty sign. A big ass plastic sign, all but, forty foot long sign, with big white letters done in script type, It had a baby light blue background, and it said,” Welcome To The Promenade Happy Deck.” Shit, I said to my self, you got to be kidding me man? Heeh, heeeh, ha, ha, ha.
Well, sir, under that sign, was a bunch of stupid ass arrows pointing to where stuff was, like bars, restaurants, Casinos, clothing stores, and stuff like that, were they supposed to be. But since everything got crashed and bashed, burnt and all, believe my ass, if I could see more than 40 or 50 feet in front of me, that was a lot, if that? Check it out! And dude, man, I dam sure, didn’t see no Casinos!
There was so much carnage, people hanging from the ceiling, head with no eyes, noses, teeth, and part of the ship, collapse parts of decks, metals junk, smelling of funk, that had fallen down, all around me. Lucky, I thought to my self, that I don’t scare easily! Cause anybody else, if they were sane, would be shaking in their cowboy boots, feeling pain! I got down and placed my foot on the deck, floor and just started walking! I hopped over of couple eyeballs, and I took out my map. I knew exactly where I wanted to go, boy, that you that much! I saw a vast, big room. All burnt up and chard up, there must of been one hell of va, a big ass fire in this here, part of the ship. I walked down in the dark and there in front of me, was this big black obese dude blocking my way. I said, hey, big fat obese dude, yo, boy, what the hell you doing man, just because you dead, don’t give you no right to block the street traffic, man? Get up! The Bubble-eyed, dead funker sucker, didn’t listen to my ass, Acted like he didn’t’ hear me!
So I shot him, Bam, Bam.
So I ran and hopped over the dude, and soon as I landed on the other side, another dude suddenly, fell out of ceiling scaring the hell of my ass! I freaked out! I didn’t shout, but in blink of an eye, pulled out both my pistols, and blasted that hunker funker sucker to pieces too, BAM, BAM, Bam, Bam and Bam! Take that sucker, Bam,Bam!
Now, y’all know I am already crazy, y’all know it, so to get a crazy man enraged ain’t smart!
I was now pissed off. I spotted on the wall one of those Fire Department emergency glass cases with a big red sharp hatchet inside!
The sign read, ” Break in case of emergency” I karate kicked the window in, “Boom,” and took the sucker out and proceeded to vent my anger out on the sucker Kung fu, style!
Chopping the son of a bitches head off, then I raised up the hatchet and chopped his neck off, then I chopped off his hands! I chopped off his fingers!
I was getting angrier, and couldn’t control myself.
I chopped open his chest and ripped out his heart from his chest, and said, boy, boy do you hear me? Boy, don’t you ever, ever scare me like that again, do you hear me boy?
Just for that, I am gone eat your heart, you son of a bitch. Nobody, booby, scares, BIG REX, do you, do you, do you hear me boy? I said, do you hear me? Do you hear me booby?
I walked a few feet away, and shook the hatched angrily at him several times, cursing at the boy!
I was so goddam mad. Who the hell that turkey thinks he is, scaring me like that? Shucks, If that sucker was alive swear, I swear, I, I’d kill him!
Man, shit, that cowpoke, could of fell on top of my ass and killed me! Got some dam nerve, shit! The Things dead people do!
Well, I was getting all riled up now, and well, sir, it dawned on me, wait, one cotton minute now, I thought, better try to calm my butt down! I am on a mission. I gots, to stay focused! I gots, to stay disciplined! I thought to my self, and it was a good thing, I was paying attention too, cause just a few steps away, was a big gapping hole in the floor, and lucky thing i spotted it, cos, I could have fallen in, fell in and died fried! Well, sir, I was still angry though, just couldn’t help myself! So, I put the guys heart in small black plastic bag, and turned around, and aimed good, and shot the man in the head, Bam Bam Bam! Boy, although dead, he still looked angry! So, what?
Speaking of being pissed off, well, normally, this was of course, was not a normal situation, and was causing mt a lotta aggravation, and when I want to calm my self down, I count to ten, but since this was not a normal situation, I counted to twenty to calm myself down. And get myself back together! So, after a minute or two, after awhile, I was able to refocused, regroup my head. Steady my frayed nerves, and put that dead dick head cowpoke, out of my mind!
I looked down at the big hole in the floor, it was deep, deep, but, I still had mountains of rope, and found a way, of hooking up a line.
I tied another rope together, knotted it up good and tight, and continued on down. Things were looking mighty rough. Suddenly I could hear a voice calling out to me. It was Jonathan, “Hey, Big Rex, Big Rex, is everything all right? I heard gunfire,” yelled Jonathan from up above, boy got two ears, one on the right side of his head, and another on the other side one, two? Hmmmm, and them boys seem to work, so I yelled up to him. Year, Jonathan, No problem, nothing I can’t handle! I just saw a shadow moving on the wall and shot it, over reacted thats all, if you hear shooting from time to time, don’t worry! It’s just me having fun!
I thought to my self, what a turkey, that boy is! He be asking questions about every little thing. Some folks are pesky, always complaining like little babies, complaining about every Goddam thing, pain in the ass types! There always one in every crowd!
Well, anyways, I noticed something? Something, hell, something was running? Holy shit! It was a dog running away with an arm in its mouth! Sucker had survived, and sucker was, was hungry! I was about to shoot the sucker, when I noticed it was a pair of the suckers, two [ BLEEPING ] dogs were devouring its former owners bodies! Now, I smiled, and in a nice happy voice said, here boys come to daddy, nice little boys! Quickly, reached into other bag, and took out some cake.
Come here little doggies, I said enticing them boys, with a yellow pound cake. I quickly pulled out a dish, and I filled the dish with bottled water, and said guess what? Guess what daddies got? Yes, sir, ree bobby, daddies got nice water for you boys! Here boy come here, come on, come, come on! Don’t you boys want a drinky?
Well, didn’t take me long to get them to come over.
Dogs love my smile! Oh course, the sweet aroma of the yellow pound cake helped too! I patted them gently. These dogs were friendly pets that had survived, and had no choice but to eat, cause if they didn’t shit, you knows what happens when you don’t eat?
I am gonna have them as pets.
These boys were tiny babies pups, but one day if I don’t eat them, they will grow up to be powerful, feisty dogs, sound and well put together, not clumsy nor long in the leg. I know them suckers, they got great personalities!
So, I pulled out some duck tape and, and wrapped it around their necks, and tied a rope to it, and tied the rope to a pole, and this way they wont get away. I will be back to get them later. I taped up their mouths shut, so they won’t barks too much. I need to have peace and quiet, my nerves were shot!
So, anyways, I was just about to move down a little further on the rope, when holy shit! I spotted another dog! A big one eating a body too! Bam Bam bam, I let that hairy dill pickle, have it in the head, it was a labrador retriever, big black son of bitch, I shot the sucker cause it was big, big dog, with lots of meat on it! I gone fry that sucker up!
I took it, cause right now we ain’t got no food, and I am going to eat this sucker. This boy I am gone sliced up and placed in the freezer, real nice! He could provide us with enough meat for month!
It was the next best thing to finding a pig!
So I knew what I had to do? Hey Sally! Sally? You, you, you hear me sally? Things are, looking up! Year!
[ 2 ]
Well, sir, there I was. yep! I had better days! But right now, I was climbing down, climbing down, ever so carefully, with the big old dog, I just shot, in this here bag over my shoulder.
As I went down, I couldn’t help looking all around. There all around me was destroyed stores, lots of big fancy storefronts, all busted apart, signs hanging down precariously, with the plastics hanging down too, and the long florescent tubes that used to illuminate them, exposed and dark.
The storefront glass windows were shattered, all the store glass, was battered, busted and broken in huge dangerous pieces. Inside I could see, there were lots of smiling manikins, dressed in pretty fun in the sun outfits. Shit, they were so totally, totally, oblivious to the reality of the scene they were in the middle of.
Oddly, while just a few feet, away lay dead bodies of real people, tossed around like garbage, some with their heads missing, some looking like manikins pretty too, but dead on the floor, never to move no more!
So, I was, looking all around, shining my flashlight in the dark, as I got farther, and father down.
I wanted to see what’s down here, even though most of it was distasteful and disturbing as all hell to me!
Boy, what a dark dank joint, this here place is, to see, I thought to myself!
I don’t want to be down here any longer than necessary!
Shucks, boy, lots of crazy happenings in Bumble bugger land today.
I wish this day was over, and I could go back to camp, and get some shut eye, but, first I got to see if theres anyway we can get some food, out of this dam ship, other wise boy, its gone be curtains for me, and the other two dudes waiting for me, too!
There will be time to sleep afterwards I said to my self, right now,
I can’t feel good about this, who the hell would?
When you got to climb down in a burnt boat, the size of the empire state building all by your self, hungry as all get go, and looking for something to eat, It makes me feel like, like a rat searching in the dark,
looking for a piece of cheddar cheese. Hmmm, Well, this doggy meat I caught, is our cheddar cheese, I guess, and, and it is a blessing!
We won’t starve after all! Comforting thought, that is big relief, big relief for me!
And, this here rope, better not pop, cause I don’t want to drop, but if I do, shucks, I better bounce boy, thats all I can say! I don’t wont to impale my self on one of those giant, knife shaped, pieces of glass sticking up like teeth down there!
Won’t make my day.
This has been a heck of a day too, I thought to my self trying to relax my poor mind as I descended in the black abyss!
This place is so dam creepy, I mean it, never been in something like this before!
It’s like, like crawling around inside a stinking slimy garbage dump all by your self with no light! Shucks!
Whats this, I said to myself as I took the slaughtered dog meat, to the butcher shop on the lower floors. The light was flickering off and on. Oh shit, I thought, hope the electricity don’t go. It’s probably just a glitch. Anyways, so, as I got down to the butcher shop, I opened the door, the cold air hit me, chilled me to the bone, flicked on the light, and threw the bag down on the floor, near a water drain pipe.
And took the catch out of the bag, and grabbed a hose and washed it, and hose it down, good.
After that, I placed it on top of the large table, and I skinned it, took the buzz saw, sliced it up, threw the entrails away, and packaged up the prime pieces of meat, real neat!
Thinking about how the meat looks, I said to myself, woo,boy! Hold on now there partner! Goddam it, these folks I am with, Jonathan and Captain crazy, these boys, don’t be accustomed to funny looking meat and all.
So why the hell, don’t I take some extra time and hook it up, make it look, real nice !
I pulled out this here shiny blue electric shaver I found, and plugged the sucker into the wall! It started buzzing, like a loud bat out of hell, and I carefully shaved off any tell tails signs of doggy hairs, yep, sucker was looking smooth!
I want to make it look good, you know what I mean? Want it to appear just like real pork chops, so when I feed it to Jonathan and Di andronikos, they would be fooled, and gulp it down happily, with out second thoughts, and without asking any questions, smile and ask for seconds, no problem!
That was my plan!
I will let them get accustomed to eating it for couple of weeks, and sometime in the future.
I will tell the boys, what they are really eating, cause, it isn’t easy to wrap your head around things you got to do to stay alive, you know what I mean?
This is a crucial step to mentally to accept, do you, do you know what I am saying?
Crucial stuff, partner, getting your mind to go along, with traditions you been brought up with to think are wrong!
And Goddam it, are dam wrong, but shit, life is a movie, and you are in it.
And when it comes time, hear me, when it comes time to play the bad role, the insane role, to stay alive, you play or you die, brother mother sucker!
Get your mentality ready, ready for living on the edge, ready to face death and tell him, no, no, n o, . . . I won’t go! Get your mind, your self mentally and physically preparing to live in this new world on the new Earths. Hard as it gone be!
Your body needs time to adjust, and your mind gone needs time, too!
Time to take, and you know, get use to living like this and thinking like this, in this new way of living and new ways of cannibalism.
It ain’t gone be easy.
It ain’t gone be easy, at all, boy!
Breaks your heart, breaks my heart to say it, but what it is, is what it is, when you don’t got no other alternatives!
I feel broken hearted and betrayed that I got to do it this way, but this is the cards we have been dealt. Sally? Sally? I know you out there, some where Sally. I am, I am hangin on, with broken wing and freakin song!
[ 3 ]
I will play any card to survive, wouldn’t anybody?
I knew what I had to do. Ain’t no body need to tell me my next step. I wasn’t born yesterday baby!
I went straight on back to the freezers. Yep! There were dozens, dozens of frozen people in the chambers. I chose the man, in the super cold freezer, That dude! The one we spotted before. The guy who froze to death, while standing up, calling on his cellphone for help. I took him, placed him on a hand truck, and rolled the boy, down the hall to the butcher shop, about hour later, I left. I did, I did what any man would do, who had a survivalist mentality and attitude and knew goddam well what had to be done.
This new world, ain’t made for sissies! Sissy’s, don’t thrive, only the bad survive!
Especially in life and death times, like this!
Afterwards, I headed back up the ropes. My mission now, was to verify, if what I did, was justified or not, it all depended on if I find meat to eat or not?
I had to see, I just had to see, if it was true or false. If there was any real fresh eatable meat on board? Boy, I tell you, sir, It didn’t look good.
The map showed, the meat lockers were located on the west side of the boat, the side that was devastated by fire. I headed over there, cautiously optimistic.
I climbed through the mountains of debris, swinging from one rope to the next like Tarzan, the man, but with a bright flashlight on my gas mask on my head, climbing down in the pitch blackness of the boat bed.
There, in the dark. Strange [ BLEEPING ] sounds came. Some drops of water was falling down, from far above me, perhaps two or three hundred feet high above over me. The drips would zoom down.
It would smack me all over and in my face too, sounding like something like this, ” spat, spat and spat,” again, and roll down my body cold like ice! And wetting my hands, wetting me all up, loosening my ability to grip the goddam rope tight.
Making the ropes slimy and slippery, year, increasing my chances of, of of slipping and falling to my death. I held tight, as best I could, looked all around, then down below I saw it.
It was so black, so dangerous and doomy looking to me, it, it got me a worried, real worried, I wouldn’t make it out alive.
The it, I was talking about, was, was, It was the every thing down here! The totality of it was mind boggling to me. All the gloom, all the destruction in this dark hell hole, with me in it. With me in here, in here. I had to desperately try to stay in touch with my self, to understand where here was. Was here really here, this this really happened? Oh, the inhumanity of it all, so many people fall, so many gone, went for boat ride, a boat ride. from which they will never come back at all. I stopped a second and hung dangling on the rope, like a tiny spider on a web, and shined the beam of the flashlight around me looking in amazement at all the massive collapsed stores fronts, trapping scores of people in deep cavities of the waste and the rubble like ants.
The aura of death and gloom was palpable, thick in stench of the air, of the this particular part of the doomed ship. Thousand and thousands of heads, feet, arms lay mixed in with waste all rotting.
I walked on so many eyeballs, I had to force my self not to pay them any mind anymore, they’d go pop, when you walk on one! And go pop, when you walk on two. and pop pee dee pop, pop, I kept walking, i wasn’t gone stop!
I just walked straight, not think about it and just do what I got to!
It had bad feelings about it.
Very bad feelings!
I saw skeletons, caught up and hanging, in streams of electrical wires. The fire ravaged them.
They didn’t have no flesh, undressed, bones bare seen, not none. It had all been burned off clean, son!
Horrible!
They were doomed, emaciated dead whited ashed human skeletons frames, they hung in the air like on a clothes line. Like, or looking like, they had been lynched, hung dangling on the electrical wires, high in the air.
Slowly rotating there, around as if on a circus display!
I couldn’t look, had, had to turn my eyes away! Rather than look up there and see their bodies sway!
I saw a baby, it was disgusting! Don’t settle for less! No! Dead!
As if, as if part of some nightmarish theatrical, some nightmarish theatrical set! It was spooky!
But, best I could tell, only live thing down here moving was me, lonely scary feeling that thought was, but, but, I told myself, get over it! After all, how much longer will take to find out what I needed to know, then get out of here!
That will be that, and I can forget it all, or try to at least! But right now, it was hard to see, I was alert to the max, my eyes wide nervously exploring every single nook and cranny.
I was, was shaking my head crazily all around, so the flashlight would give me an idea where I was.
I was in spooky-land. People who travel into spooky-land die.
I hope to god I don’t. Enough BS! Enough time lost, I got to concentrate, as a ex-soldier, I had a job to do. I can day dream later, I told my self! I got to keep my wits about me. If I don’t I am a goner! Then, after a while, I got my minds thoughts straight, and I lowered myself down, down, down a little more to the floor. And shined the flashlight to where the meat lockers were. Finally the answer was there. Boy, I shook my head, opened my eyes wide as can be and stared like a [ BLEEPING ] Jerk!
Plastic? Glass, what, what the [ BLEEPING ] shit was it?
Oh, shit! Goddam. Oh I get it. The , the fire must of melted all this shit. Melted till it turned into a river o boiling combination of all the crap down here. When cooled it left this section sealed up under it, thats what must of happened, can’t think of nothing else as looked and shined the flashlight down and saw the shiny sheet of what thought was glass, but .
That whole section was sealed over complete, sealed under a thick layer of glass or something like it.
It was so dam incredible. OH My God! Shit, reminds me of all the Bull Shit, I hear scientist rapping about, how you know, how hot them dam, volcanos gets! Sucker, it melts everything! And this sheet of glass, it, it was holy shit, I guess, well ?
Bad fish! was? Perhaps six feet or more of some sort of glass under me. Sucker, was shiny, too! Could see my face in the sucker! I assume the intensity of the fire, it was so hot that the infrastructure boiled like hot butter, mud der! And melted metals, plastics and glass, and if I was there would of melted my ass too, and turned it into, into a liquified soup and just poured it all over everything down here. Oh hell year! Off limits, it was boy, If it was off limits to me, and its most certainly is off limits to me, then, thats it, its off limits to everybody, cause I can’t get to it. If I can’t nobody can.
Besides that, cause ain’t no [ BLEEPING ] coming down here, besides me!
Ain’t, no body coming down here.
They got to be crazy or desperate like me!
Shucks, I thought to myself, whispering to myself, I said, I am desperate, desperate to live. I need a drink. I must, must be crazy, shit, to come down here in all this. All the way down here by my self. This, is hell, then I noticed my feet. I felt heat, my bottoms of, of my cowboy boots were getting hot, this sucker I was standing on, was still warm, and burning my shoes. Plus, it was releasing god knows what type of chemicals and shit in the air. Who’s know what I am exposing my self to. Thank, God I got a mask, Shit!
I looked around, the meat lockers, wow, gone! Buried under this hard glass shit! No, way in hell to, to get to them bad boys!
I need to get the get hell out!
Next stop on my mission now, was to get to the other side of this ship, to where the map said was the can food warehouse, lets hope I have better [ BLEEPING ] LUCK. I told my self to get over it, and get a hold of the rope and get out of there.
My thoughts wandered as I climbed back up. My life seemed weird all the time, I had been born with power to do, do strange stuff. Stuff other people couldn’t.
I all ways had a strangeness about me.
My child hood was a nightmare because of it.
I was always able to move stuff, little metal toys, toy cars and silverware, small things. No, I know what your thinking all kids can do that, yep, but all kids can’t do it using the mind powers only.
Sure folks would say, all ways say to me, I am crazy, the mad little boy, the madman. And I would be tempted to prove it, but I, I well, when I do, it would bring bad luck, and cause worse trouble, so, it’s best keep it a secret.
Other wise, they’d call me crazy.
Cause some times I can do it, and sometimes I can’t. Year, like my secret ability as a ventriloquist. I do it from time to time. Never got rich doing it!
Yes mad, yes I am, I guess, I am, all of those things, but
I am all these things, and more, more, more, I always thought I was not just mad but, I thought, maybe, I should never have been born. I was always felt out of place, somehow. I remember, as I grew up, found out lots of folks did not have the power to move stuff using their minds only as I did.
You know what y’all call, telekinetic powers.
Most folks said, it was a lie. Call us quacks, and shit, its true. a lot of knuckle heads, want make like they are something they not, and do BS! But, nature is in control of who gets what and how! One out of a million got a little! We who can do it sometimes, are thrown in the nut house, or disliked, or we ourselves under pressure, just go insane, or, we just keep it to ourselves, and live out our crazy lives as best we could, and die insane.
Being born different, ain’t never easy.
No, nobody, sure in hell knows about me. And I know before the world ended there
there was just a few, sisters, brothers, my parents, perhaps some of my neighbors I did tricks on. But otherwise I kept it to my self. when I was little I fooled my friends when I would play with Sally, and her boy friend the turtle. His name was Tall, lee blue.
My people thought Sally, could talk! The horse was able to talk, and was understanding them, but it was really just me! But I would throw my voice as a ventriloquist, and make my voice come out of Sally the horse, and sing : Yee pee eye a eye Oh, Yee pee eye a eye Ho. My boy friend is a turtle and he is so small, but I don’t care at all, Yee pee eye a eye Oh, Yee pee eye a eye Ho! Ha, ha, ha, ha, . . Yep, I remember.
Year, those were the happy days. But, just look where I am now. All of a sudden, a large drop of water, came zooming down from up above, and smacked me in right in the face. POW! That woke me up! Time to pay attention or die! I looked up, the water, drops of water was dripping down from high above! I looked up!
And I was seeing the ceiling above me. And I am seeing stuff. I heard a moment ago, something like as if the ceiling was buckling or trying to fall. Stuff, I dam sure don’t want to happen, I am dam sure tempted to. Try!
Cause, God doggit, what I see, is the ceiling, it, it looks, it just might fall or pieces of it. Shit, year, looks like it about to fall or snapping and sending pieces down, or tiny slivers of metals. It’s hard to see in the dark, but. yes, some junk is falling loose! They are zooming down, this is not drips of water like before, these are tiny pieces of metal suckers that will slice me , cut me up me and kill me, if it hits me, hits my hands for sure, I would have have let go of the rope.
So, now didn’t plan to use my gifts, my secret gifts, my mental powers, but it’s as I always say, when the time comes, it’s use it or lose it times, or die.
It’s death time coming down fast and furious at me.
I had to act. I used all my strength to tighten my mind up quick, concentrate, concentrate and straighten my thoughts to think, to focus on the falling hunks of big sheets metal.
I used something hardly no one knows about me, my, my secret gifts and summand my mind to bend the trajectories of the falling metals away from me just in time, some did bend away.
Zooming away to the left and right, out of my sight!
I kept on concentrating but my mental strength in this area of the unknown arts of the mind, are weak and suddenly, one big piece of metal, the size of a basketball came down, hit me in the head knocking me out.
I was seeing stars!
I was dizzy, confused delusional and loosened my grip on the rope and fell backwards akimbo style flipping around.
Falling back with a thud, on the bizarre surface of the glass. I came down with an impact that hurt like all hell, stunning me as I bashed my head again on the ground! Lost!
The surface was steaming, warm in some spots and cool in others.
I screamed in pain and passed out, dazed and out of my head. I was bugging! Nuts!
I, I began, began to, to to hear, things, like strange sounds that merged with other sounds of the destroyed ship, the dripping water grew louder, and louder, the pounding sounded like drum beats in my head, dead, dead, dead, die, boom, boom!
Boom, boom boom, the dripping water-boarding, was too much for stupid me, driving insaner than I already was!
Then it started. Voices, voices and seeing strange forms in the blackness of the voids down here, shaking, floating worlds, all over the place going around, and around like on a merry go round. All kinds of stuff I saw moving on the surfaces of the corregated strange decks ceilings above me. Was it real? Then, oh oh! Yeeiiii ha,ha,ha,
A voice of a young girl cried, Deep Brooders wicket intruders killing the mothers of the good, you wicket filthy man, then and a angry mans voice yelled, watch out, watch, for the disturber of my calm, you are the disturber of my calm, you, must watch out for a Queen! A queen, is watching, looking for your other personality, in you, you who have so many personalities, he said.
Then he began laughing, Oh, ha, ha, ha! Oh, ha, ha, ha ha, ha, ha!
Another voice uttered, die, die and the word echoed a thousand times, with echoes getting fainter till they faded to a whisper. But still churning wildly. Then it yelled! Man over board, help! Man over board! Mannnn in the water!
The voices came out of the walls of the ship?
I don’t know?
Was it the dead people yelling at me?
I don’t know? I don’t know? I don’t know?
Was it the ship’s spirit, screaming out at me?
I don’t know, if it was my brain insane, or what a tiny sliver of deformed imagination I had left, or what?
But me, me, Goddam it, things, not, not going, going good for me, I was losing it. My mind, mind my, my, head. My head was pounding, the headache sprung up suddenly. I felt it, it was dam, dam dam bad news, tell you that much! I was losing it!
Die, the man’s voice screamed, screamed at me again, in the pitch blackness, echoing in my head! Die! Die, Dieee!
Die, it said, as I lay down, phosphate on the ground shivering in fear of the dark that surrounded me, and the end of me, near!
I mustarded up my own thunder and roared back, NO! I said no! It screamed back. Die, No, yes you must, No, I said. Die,
Die, no I won’t.
Oh. Yes, you will! No! You must! No, hell no! Death wants you.
I don’t give a shit, I am getting out of here! Oh no you not!
Oh no you not little man!
Not! Up yours, vagina hina ghetto climber!
Ha, ha, ha, . . . You are dead, just that you don’t know it, he said to me! You are crazy and must die!
Don’t even think of it, I said. I’ think what I want too! Say what I want too! I got, I got what you don’t sucker, life!
I got one, and you don’t, if you do, come out of the [BLEEPING ] darkness and show your [ BLEEPING ] face! Then hearrd a lot of voices and then It all sounded crazy, and confused :
Hell, yes I am. No! Oh no, we won’t allow it.
Pull it, how much? No, he is, is the one! He’s the one!
Hell, no. Your not, you are dead one, You are crazy I will get out,
Oh no you won’t, Oh, no you won’t, Oh, no you won’t. Will too! I yelled back at the sucker!
Won’t! Oh, yes, I will! Will not ! Wont. Oh yes i will! Oh no you won’t, ha, ha, ha! Won’t cause you’re not here, you are dead! You been dead along time, the maggots got you ha, ha, ha, !
I remember coming to, my mind clearing just a little, blurry still, found, and found myself, I found myself flat, on my back. I was laying on the lumpy slick surface of the glass, strewn with waste and rubble, with a little white worms, was falling down like rain! it was maggots. I brushed them off my face, licked my lips cause they were getting dry, and the maggots were trying to get inside! I was getting thirsty. It was getting hot!
I freaked out. My piss leaked out.
It’s like I was in an oven being fried up, to be eaten!
Are you going to eat me, I asked?
What?
Yes, said another voice, from here you will never get out!
Never get out, you are dead, it said.
The voices vowed, I would perish down here, and by the way things were happening, it looked that way to me, too, but I be dam, if this cowboy was gonna give up!
The voices! Then it stopped. It stopped just like that, then there was silence. Shit silence, sounded good!
I looked up, I tried to stop that metal from hitting me in the head but couldn’t! So, my secret power of tele-kinetics, was bull shit! It didn’t work when I needed it too!
It really didn’t help me at that, nothing, that’s what I got, and ah, oh Oh, hell, I was sweating, my eyes were watering. But I was alive. And that’s what mattered to me!
That helmet, I had on, the plastic shield covering on the face of the mask, I was wearing got fogged up with maggots.
I could see my perspiration on it! Little balls of drops of water mixed in with the worms. I looked at the white maggots and they looked back at me, as if to say we are patient
We can wait!
That’s what was happening, as I breathed heavy, panting!
My head was spinning, so hard to stay focused!
It looked like I was just about to die, dead, loosing my head, I said I got to, to get the [ BLEEPING ] out!
I was exhausted. A stupid crazy thought, popped in my stupid crazy head, irony, I thought about a TV commercial I seen years ago. It was about a lady, an old lady who fell down, and she yells in a phone to the medics, so they who do these kind of things, would rush to her home and save her ass. She yelled out for help, I have fallen down Too, like the old lady in the TV commercial, who screams out, ” I have fallen and I can’t get up,” but funny thing was, I tried to get up, but, and some how, I couldn’t get up, so who the [ FREAKIN ] am I gone scream to?
shit, but I said, to myself I must, because now, now what was happening, way above me, high up, maybe one hundred feet or so, I could see a piece of metal. It was about to fall down. It was dangling, dangling down. Twisting around making a strange noise like it was ripping!
It was swaying, swaying, breaking it self off, from the broken debris above me.
It was a strip that was swaying, and as swayed back and forth, it was tearing it self way from the part it was connected to. well sir, it suddenly snapped.
It dropped loose.
It was shaped like a big 4×8 sheet of metal. The sheet metal came flying down! It whistled through the air as it came zooming down zigzagging, curling around, bending into every shape, changing and looking like a huge sharp guillotine blade, about to slice me in two, what could I do?
Now, I said, no one knows about me, or at least the very, very few who did know about me, are dead now, so nobody knows what I could do, or what secret powers I had, but now in these fast seconds of impending fast death, I summoned my crazy head to give me the power, give the power, one more chance, dam ‘it, to save my [ FREAKIN ] life!
Give me, the mental power, to exercise a force against this oncoming blade of doom coming down to slice off my neck!
It was,, use it, or lose it time, or die!
One-second later the huge flying metal, relented, zigzagged, veering off course and just missed me, just in time, so close I could feel the vibrating the air waves as it slammed down.
It slammed into the glass surface floor, four feet away with a horrid twanging boom, metal bending sound and violently ricocheted back up, up and around in circles dozens of times, looking like and electric fan, bouncing crazily from one wall to the next, slicing deeply into the far wall of debris, where it finally came to a dead stop to rest!
My heart had stopped, but now it was OK, I breathe deeply, the fear was still there, real boy! real boy, real!
I felt like one lucky ass cowboy! I was smiling inside my mask, but shucks!
My powers, they, they were weak, year, yep, but, them bad boys, they came through, they worked for me this time. Shit! Thank God! Other wise, boy, hmmm, I wouldn’t be talking, know that much! Some times I try to use them and nothing happens. Nothing! Not a Goddam thing! But this time they came through for me, phew!
Boy, I looked at the metal dug into the wall, and I was relieved it didn’t dig into me! To be alive, ain’t easy, but got to do what you can, to stay that way! Death don’t play!
I breathed deeply into the gas mask, thank goodness it was, was still protecting me from the fumes. But I had, to, I Oh no, I, got to get, I was passing out dreaming. My head felt like it was blacking out, something funny, with me, wrong, fizzy dizzy.
I got to escape, I got to.
My head was bad, the confusion in my mind was making me see and hear things. It was difficult to tell what was real. The craziness and confusion, I use to suffer was coming back.
It was this air down in this place.
I felt the back of me getting hotter, laying on this hot glass was not good at all,
It was burning me, to the point I couldn’t stand it much more. I burst out and yelled, Ow Ow, Oh, no, no and somehow, got the strength, and got back up on my feet fast, cause it was hot, and burning my ass!
Then the walls of the debris seemed to move, move mysteriously. The walls of the boat vibrated, moving in and out, as if alive. as if alive, no jive! The metal walls, began leaning, bending this way, and that, swelling up then, bucking back, like it was alive, alive walls, jiggling around like jello, bending in, bending out, in and out.
Was I imagining this, was I? Was I? Or was I seeing it in real time. A reality crime, a place I shouldn’t be? Oh shit, God dam it, why is this shit happening to me? Was I, outside of myself?
or was I outside of me? Was this an out of body experience? I don’t know, I just couldn’t tell, just, just couldn’t distinguish at all, was this thing I was leaning up against a wall, was it gonna tip over and I would fall? It was so [ Freak’in ] weird, I got scared, and I ain’t no God dam, bubble eyed funker loser, and I dam sure in hell, wasn’t going to stand around to find out! The walls had large pieces of ripped and shredded up metal, made this cowboy feel like he was in a hot kettle, and gone be cooked! All that stuff above me, looked like it was about to fall. Dangerous stuff, glass, wires, parts, insulation, nuts, and bolts, seemed to come alive, and synchronized, as if in a grand orchestra, and started to tremble, vibrate, and started falling down again!
All the hell I knew, was it was time for me to get the [ BLEEPING ] out of here!
The strips of metal began banging making strange sounds and I don’t know, I think I felt a draft of air, blow in, that made the metals bang together more. As if following a musical score of death, with it’s own alphabet, with it’s own words, for my tombstone, an an epithet of death!
The hundreds of shredded dangling, hanging strips of metal and smashed web glued glass, turned blue, and like ghosts in the blackness of the boat, swayed, and swayed, and swayed, slowly, slowly, slowly,
back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, south, west, east and north. Suddenly, then, then signaling the end, they banged into each other like slithering scaly snakes, and crashed!
The electrical dangling wires, touched each other, like a demonic loving mother, [ Bleeper ] that, twitched and lashed, rapping their parts around each other. And it, shit, that, those, the noise’s they made, they seemed to chime like as, as if I was in a church? A church of death! Now in a church, there is a search, for a connection to the, the supernatural, the deity rarity, a last chance place you go, when the problems overflow, as lady death licks your nose, kisses your cheeks, presses her cold, icey, red lips against yours, and puts you in a lurch. Search, she does for you, she doesn’t give a shit if you’re a woman or a man, understand, this is where, in here the feeling beating, beating in, but, I am Big Rex, they, call me that cause I don’t flex, I fight! You, pathetic penis, so small and heinous, you really, you really, don’t think you’re going anywhere? Do you, doom you, do you, doom you, doom you, do you, doom you, you are not allowed to escape, my algorithm to you will evaporate! Letting you live was a mistake, I hope I didn’t make? I have travel all across the galaxy to get here, and now I have stumbled across you, and just look at you you’re a piece of human garbage! It’s your personality, mality, that just won’t quit!
Did you know, human, your mother really hated you, she didn’t want you to be born, Oh, ha, ha, oh who who, ha, ha, hee, hee, ha, ha, . . . I imagined a inhuman like voice saying and laughing at me, and I remembered yelling back to the vagina hina ghetto climber, mother ocker,[ Bleeper ] sucker! Listen up! Listen up turkey, this ain’t gone worky!
All you can do is talk, all I can do is walk, and get the hell out of this place, ace, and that’s what I am gone do, fool! Who was this voice? This voice was from where?
Big Rex’s valiant though he was, his fractal, limited mental capacity comprehension, intellectual life construct, restricted space time deduction, by his fate’s time loop.
I was angry at my self, as I got angrier a strength coming from some where returned to me, harnessing me with the extra strength, I needed somehow to get myself going!
I managed to raise up myself, stumbled as I made it to my feet. I got to, to the rope dangling down, and grasped it with my hands, my fingers felt it, it was slippery, but slippery or not I grasped tighter, and, and crawled my way up, up, one hand over the next, pulling myself up. I crawled up and out of there to the next deck. And didn’t look back!
I laid down for a second, just a second i thought. It was Oh my God, such a, a frightening experience. My heart was beating hard I could feel it!
It was, it, it was not over. Don’t know if it will ever be.
I felt weird, confused.So much stuff had happened!
My head was not right. I wasn’t thinking, thinking right!
I felt faint, but resisting it, I summand myself to keep on moving.
I had, I had to, tired or not! I had to get away.
I had to move away from this part of the ship. It was ghost equipped!
About twenty minutes later, luckily, I was feeling better.
I was determined to continue, this was not a dream.
This was not a game. Mt life was on the line!
This was my real life, real as it can be, and if I wanted to stay alive, I had to act fast.
I started climbing back up, the cables line were wet! I wa praying I wouldn’t slip down the wet ropes, cause if I did that would be the end for real this time.
Well, took a while, but, I guess after about thirty minutes, I found them. The other food storerooms, where can goods were supposed to be stored.
There was no fire, no fire damages over here, best I could looking from the outside.
My heart was hoping for the best, while expecting the worst! And sure enough, I found one in a hallway, and it had a large gray metal door with a sign painted it, that read, Bay5A! It was one of those huge metal corrugated, sliding door type of things, with a giant brass shiny lock and chains on it.
I smiled apprehensively, as I shined the flashlight on the big pad lock. And I had to stretch over to get to the lock, in a precarious manner, but the key I got from the captain opened the lock, and the door slid slowly back, making a big rumble sound as it opened up.
It was black inside, and at first, I got kind of scared that it was gonna be empty. I shined the flash light inside, and alleluia!
FOOD!
There it was food, boxes and boxes of cans of vegetables on palettes!
Lots and lots of cans, cans, and cans, of food all kinds packed in boxes. I found box cutters, and stapler guns, and stamp markers, to mark the prices, and plastic tapes.
I cut open a box and pulled a can of Delmonty, whole pineapples slices. And from another box, a can of cranberry sauce, cans of whole kernel corn. I grabbed up a dozen or so in my arms like they, were little babies, and rocked them in my arms enthusiastically. I kissed the suckers lovingly, thats just how happy I was, to find them! Shucks, them bad boys, they looked oh, so good to me! That one storage room was full of boxes of cans of corn, beans, string beans, beets, pineapple slices.
All type of stuff, perhaps a couple thousand cans of food in all, and that was just one locker.
I pulled a box of assorted vegetables out, I wanted to take up top, and closed back the door. And went on to the to the next hallway and I was in good sprits, there was no meat, or canned fish, like tuna or salmon, or spam or corn beef hash, no steaks, no meats treats at all, but that was Ok. Well, not OK! But, What the hell, I found, was just great!
This meant we would survive, no jive! All we had to do was come down and haul this shit out of here.
An enormous task, year! But whose complaining. It’s raining can food! hey, jude, it is rain can food! Ha, ha, ha, , . Got think! You sit down, for a moment , pause and, and ponder stuff. Ya living life in the rough! Doing a lotta stuff!
Now, the only place to bring all this out to is the campsite! But, but shucks, can’t leave it outside in the elements to get wet by rain and exposed to winds no, sir. But, there is nowhere else to go with it? Nowhere but, but my campsite and holy crap, I just remembered! The holes in the mountains, the holes in ground, the big ass caves all round! Yes, the cave located next to it, that’s it! That the [ Bleeping ] answer! That’s, it, boy, that’s it by golly! Lucky thing I thought of it!
When, that fateful doomed hated day, the end of the world day came, when the earth world was exploding, that’s where, I hid. Deep inside! That’s why I am alive! When, I was down in the caverns to hide, during the all that destruction and all, the explosions ignited the climax of the Earth. That was the end! The end my friend!
Well, anyway, I hid down there, I hid, I hid. It was simple, flee or not to flee, or stand and be a burned up man. or run like a rabbit and save your ass!
Boy, I chose to run! I ran, ran hey, seems like yesterday, cause it was! Only a few days have passed.
Why, I heard. I did, the death call. The death called that day.
So, this here cowboy fled, red, left everything behind in bed, just grabbed my saddle bag, and weapons and ran!
Quick, thought I did, grabbed my low life, and fled, and hid in the caves, to salvage my soul, my puny life all told. All I got, with my buggers in my nose and my snot! I was pissing in my pants as I ran. Savior if there is any, save this man! i am the only mother [ Bleeper, ] that knows what to do, and can!
In that Vulnerability, my feelings of existence was occurring as fact; actual rather than imaginary, but, I swear my mind was no good, you can believe that!
I couldn’t see things like i should, the way other people could, didn’t know if I was doing the right thing, or i should! On that end of times day, I felt the concussion rushing and jumped down a hole.
My intuition, mysterious pick ups on death of the planet, is what i sensed. I felt it, and the first step I made even without thinking, was to react, and run like a mother [ Bleeper ]! To flee to or not to flee, that was me!
Need to forget it, now!
Down in there, them caverns, them caves, sweat’en and betting for a slim chance to make it, and live, luckily, and that’s what saved my butt.
For a while, for a while, this child, boy called it life! Life on earth, had options, backward, or no nothing! So, our politicians, stupid ass, jackasses that they are, chose no nothing! BOOM TIME! It was a crime! We went backwards, without electricity, no IPhones, no takeout dinner’s, no pizza, no Internet, no Youtube, no more getting laid, we went back to pre-industrial society! No, we were not so lucky! We back even father back, . . . to caveman times!
And guess what? I am the man! ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .
Without electricity and people how far backwards is that impact, all the back, all the way backwards! Now, the world before was so messed up! The rich people acted greedy, didn’t help the needy! The poor trusted the rich, who shouldn’t be trusted, and got busted. Seems we just don’t understand! Bottom line, is I am gone have to start, . . .
I have to start this BS, all over, all over again, from scratch!
I am not a man anymore, I am what I am an outlaw! I am a survivor of a time, a memory, in my mind, and my mind is not good, Goddam it, anymore!
I don’t know what, or how, or even if it’s possible? I don’t know what to think, anymore?
But if you were to ask me, if I rather be dead, than go through that day again ahead?
I go through that day again every minute, I close my eyes, I hear the rumble partner. I hear the sounds, the sounds the earthquakes makes, bad music, year, it may have stopped in reality, but I can still hear it, smell it, it is still playing in the channels and estuaries of my gummed up brain, Goddam it, it’s still happening in my head! That said, its disconnecting me. Me, cutting me from, from reality!
My head, over and over again, till I am dead!! I close my eyes, close them, still I see it. It is the sound track, that will defined me from now on. It is the sound track, of the world being destroyed, that will drive me, will force me to use my fight or flight instincts, to do, to do any Goddam thing I must do to live. What ever it takes! Truth boy, not fakes!
Harsh days is what it takes, to propel the good to run out of hell. And this boy, I ran out of hell, like a madman, flip-side is cause, cause I knew, that thing, that feeble, fragile thing, life!
We, all can lose it, at the drop of a hat, just like that!
But, I remember, I remember, I remember when I was down there. Boy, when I was down in them caves, I noticed a big stream inside, big stream of rushing water, but the water was boiling hot, jumping up!
Steam, just coming up hot! Perhaps, it’s cooled down by now, and, and drinkable by now, don’t rightly know!
One thing, er um huh, One, thing I do know, that cave is perfect for storing stuff! If we do get this stuff out, dog gone it, that’s where, where I think, we will put it, for safe keeping!
Yep! Wait, I am exhausted, thinking ahead. I still got to get out of here alive first. I am gone take things one step at a time, boy!
So, that was it, the good and the bad, and the sick tricks, all the conduits to hell! This here cowboy ain’t scare to stick his finger in the eyes of fate, say wait! Big Rex, me, I don’t play that! Well, sir, like I said, I am not gone complain, cause believe you me, if I didn’t find those cans of vegetables, and didn’t cut up that frozen meats, down stairs in the freezer, we be a bunch of starving dudes, and dying, dying of hunger. dying, I ain’t lying. Hunger hurts boy, it’s gut-check thing, I know! Your stomach, don’t play, its either empty or full!
What do I know? Fate raps up into a pillow, bad surprises, for a fellow and when exhausted, strength gone! You go tired and , you rest you head on it, you die in your sleep, cain’t trust fate, mate, fates a creep!
Shucks, fates a creep!
Sometime, sometimes like in war, you sleep with your eyes open, or one eye open , one eye closed! We often wish to live vicariously someones else life, thinking they got it better, than us, forgetting that die too, so they ain’t much better than you!
I, been, witness, to it!
When a dude goes to the army, to war it maims, it shames, but most of all, you get to see people go, go hungry, lose weight and fall flat and in pain, go insane and die of hunger!
Is there no wonder, I can say that much! It’s not a rush! But it will bust your brains, if you think to much about it! War ordains lots of folks insane!
Now us, me, Jonathan and the Captain, with my lucky finds, We don’t got, no regular ordinary animal meat, like pig meat, cow meat, chicken and fish, but meat, we gone eat tonight, year boy, ha, ha, ha, got that right!
I said to myself, smiling with a big ass smile, like a old flee ridden horny [ BLEEPING ] hound dog from Arizona, boy! Ha, ha,ah!
I could smell it now, boy, dinner time! Hmmmm, after I fry up good, those bad boys with onions, and salt and barbecue sauce, Hmmm, yep. Put a little cranberry sauce on those bad boys, that meat gone be smoking!
I couldn’t wait! I was dreaming about it!
I could taste it, Hmmmm good! Finger licking good! Anyway enough day dreaming!
I got to do something!
[ 4 ]
I wanted to relieve my self and needed to do it fast, dam, I been holding it in for the longest!.
I could just do it anywhere, but with all these dead people looking at me, I could piss on them, but out of respect for dead, who don’t got no bed, I said later gator.
I know this sounds crazy, but,you know. I felt better if found a bathroom.
Each deck had lots of them. So I headed back to the bathroom, and as was walking along, BOOM, suddenly the floor gave way, Holy shit man, I fell! And, hit my head, that rung my bells, I tumbles down, to the ground, and and hit the floor with a thud, but luckily I had a sort of soft landing.
I say soft, relatively speaking, cause what really happened was, I fell down on this here big, rolled up, thick curtain! Crap, shucks! Otherwise, I be hurting on that curtain, sad, and, mad! Curtain, just happened tobe laying where it was. Lucky me, for that! It was a big, long, gold, and yellow, colored curtain; all old dirty, wet and a soggy looking theater type curtain!
It was a huge amount of material, and it was dripping wet. That’s what broke my fall. The water in it, and all! Other wise who knows? I might’a have broke my nose, boy? Or broke a leg, or who the hell knows, and hat means, not being able climb that rope anymore, I would of died! Shit, life, it’s really is something! Always something, happening unexpectedly. You can count on it.
There on the spur of the moment!
So, many thoughts floods this rebels mind.
We watch Big Rex. It is he, who had escaped, numerous fatal injuries, into this journey into this ship, stuck in a mountain, in the shifting sands of turbulent times!
The ship allowed him into it’s dark foreboding fathoms.
The ship allowed him to discover, it’s lost secrets, and suffer it’s wrath!
Suffer its depression, repression, witness first hand, it’s palpable taste of human waste, Oders in the air, there! Gloom, one smelled, in the rooms of doom! Weary be he, dead see, aclimate yourself, for it’s every bodies destiny!
Yes, he’s stressed at the behest of the spirits of this ship, argued with it, argued with its currents in intrepid voice of madness, struct sadness in his heart it did.
Longing lost, is his vanity, embraced his insanity, cause the acrid, bitter taste of reality, mocked such one as he, was too much for him. Nature sin? Too, much for anyone?
Who would do better?
Who do?
Who do? Who?
Who do Sane or insane, better than him, if faced with the same self similar fractal fates? The nightmare Gates, when they fling open, enter it, who? You?
Who?
Hi! It’s me Madcow Sammy , OMG. That boat is looney house! I think BR, has some issues? Who the hell he thinks he is? This BR, is unbelievable! Wow, and that boat, I don’t think its a good idea to be in there at all.
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! ” Boy! ” Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause, this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It’s my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快 ！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!
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