im swallowing gold on my knees on the sand
from what i remember its happening fast
as fast as i can eat the gold
You die - you become a ghost...
that's how ghosts come to be
Now i've got new information.
Ghosts are a species. They are born and die
im ready to stop (so i do)
i got out my extra batteries today
and learned how to take them apart without breaking them and drink the fluid inside --- and it tasted wonderful
all they gave me when i got here was a ziploc freezer bag full of every different kind of household battery duracell made
feeling better and ready to start my engine
i wouldn't call it sleeping - i mean everything is black
not as black as it can get
sort of a faded black
a flash of lightning that looks like it came from a power rangers dick shoots out
…at me?
i aint scared or nothin
but
when i realized i wasn't not thinking? anymore i saw a klondike bar melting really fast on the floor
Someone had opened it up and placed one paper towel underneath it
All very symmetrical
I ate the paper towel first
it was lite blue and tasted like pork
then i ate the foil klondike wrapper
then i threw the half melted klondike bar as far as i could
i thought if i exuded the self control of not eating the delicious thing, Who? would reward me with a greater food reward
lima beans?
i was wrong
no reward
i aint mad or nothing
Who? flew down on a shiny silver trumpet wearing a karate belt
The seven fields of aphelion was sitting at a piano with a shy smile
Hands in her lap with the fingers intertwined
Sound waves came out of her eyes and front-flipped onto the floor(which was now made of a mirror)
I took my plastic sack of batteries and stuffed one double a into each of seven fields ears'
I made a plan
Over the next year i grew out my finger nails very long
I sharpened them so they'd be able to be thick and sharp enough to scrape at metal
I turned all my batteries into lego's and built my own lil power plant
Seven told me to meditate until i shot the digested battery fluid out of my nipples
She thought this would make it light up like a menorah's middle candle and we could celebrate
She finally sat up from her piano bench and rolled me on the sector 9 to the proper positioning
She sat back down and crossed her legs
When the fluid shot out of my nipples it was blue
After it covered the batteries completely it turned white and fluffy and Who? took out a razor and shaved the batteries
It was a trick
Now, who? and the seven fields of aphelion had exactly what they wanted
A big
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