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April, 2002




4/30/02-I thought briefly about the purchases I would make and the welcome rest stop perhaps a small cup of coffee to help me stay alert with a long distance yet to travel after this break the night lights in the quickie mart spread a dim glow over the dark dirty asphalt and concrete apron with its filling station pumps rain or drizzle had left its somber effects in the area the whiz of wet tires as a few cars passed by not quite clear in my head what I was doing and before I'd even gone in I fit the key to the ignition and turned it revved up the engine shifted to reverse almost at once I came to my senses wait I just got here not time yet to leave I slid my foot from accelerator to brake and glanced back out the windshield what I was now at least thirty yards from where I'd parked and still moving slowly in reverse toward the traffic I'd not yet looked 'round and hardly dared to do so with all my might I smashed down on the brake the vehicle slowed a little more but kept going crabwise the quickie mart now receding oh lord I'll crash I heard an eighteen-wheeler roaring up frantically I tried my emergency brake pulling at it with all my strength the car continued its rearward motion out into the thoroughfare I shoved in the clutch and shifted the grinding of stripped gears so loud it sounded like the commencing of the collision or blended with it I felt myself floating as horn blaring the huge truck compressed the side rear of my sedan and hurled me onward askew then off to one side tumbling hurtling the cab crushed as it flipped over and careened on toward a looming bridge abutment a mighty jolt and I was flipped again the water below I imagined then saw in reflected lights the arc of my finally forward moving car about to intersect its shimmering surface...




4/27/02-Standing in my underwear in tight quarters waiting for susie to finish checking the bag I had also just finished my own countdown we were a little late and I was in some distress that things might not be ready I had lifted the cover but was gratified to note the bladder was quite full to the brim with liquid I put the cover back we were about set for blastoff where was susie what was she doing we needed to get this show on the road several others poked their heads around into the diagonal passage and vertical corridor to double-check that we were ready to go and wish us well susie appeared like me scantily clad there was hardly room for ourselves if we could have merged into one it would have been better we were required to take practically nothing with us but the liquid-filled bag which looked like a compact vacuum cleaner with rollers on the bottom in our craft it would slide between special drawers and lock to make a snug fit at the right time the craft began to turn itself on automatically I became aware of a pressure building at the back as though we were being powered up for operation but the gas released explosively I heard a sound like a fart and woke up it was mine...




4/24/02-It was the third day of the fifth month of the eighth year after the biological wars began in the foreground a more recently cut yet still deeply grown in part of pasture bright light but of late afternoon with long shadows brittle anger the feeling or persistent rage shunning contact high growth farther out as far almost as could be viewed though the valley is rimmed with distant trees on low hills in the close at hand land only their backs visible as they moved about dogs the farm grasses up past their shoulders felt first playful but then began to catch the scent of massed full-grown and hefty boars converging ominous aggressive their toothy snouts and tusks at the ready their advancing bulks still concealed in the high green field crops that swayed and shifted or collapsed with the organized progress of so many heavy porkers no dog can stand for long against the determined hog one by one the pigs decimated the ranks of the valiant defending canines as onward they came soon their burly vengeful forms controlled the entire landscape with a grunt and a snort the biggest tusker red of eye led his troop on the farmhouse itself out in the open the dogs' bleeding carcasses left for later feasting the valley's five hundred feral hogs broke into a trot and rushed the last defenders losing three of their number to shotguns and axes and five more seriously wounded amid the humans' frantic shouts and screams but then it was all over two horses snapping reins and bolting galloped off into the night the boars completed their conquest of yet another county consumed the vanquished and long before sunup blended into the dark camouflaging shapes of shade...




4/12/02-Artificial intelligence a cute pet creature a cross between a little white rabbit and a westie though created in a laboratory containing more emotional sensitivity than the most attuned empathic yet more superb analytical and recollective brilliance than hal robust spontaneous responsive trusting devoted loyal in short absolutely ideal delivered in a box able to be turned on and off she seemed to me after I'd received and opened this marvelous gift terribly vulnerable yet precious I had to leave for a hectic people-filled stadium event and worried for her closed up and secreted back in my room the evening lights holding at bay the darkness could she feel and know when I was not around loneliness fear she was completely unique her silicon chip heart and brain software defying all attempts at replication an old crone warned me of evil I'd not know from whence a cauldron of ultimate imperative netherworld forces already unleashed that would destroy her unless I were prepared to overcome I must first gain strength through inoculation infection by invasive horrors to build up adequate barriers against their full fury or become so crystalline pure I'd be a saint...




4/8/02-Rounded curves on a road in my white volkswagen all about me in blacks and grays on a bank rise or bluff of some sort on my right several adolescent girls on the area above with long dark straight tresses falling down their backs and wearing old fashioned simple dresses have been creating something and each flings a substance of it in my car's direction as I am slowly passing on the narrow road a little below them they appear to be throwing red material of the consistency of wet uncooked dough or napalm or bloody fetuses very sticky and deep perhaps indelibly red round and thin in shape about like pizza before it has been fully flattened and baked but easily twirled and hurled two large pieces of which they are successful in depositing on the roof of my transport I stop get out and begin to remove it which comes off but only partially in a very messy way with a crimson smeared residue on the top of the vehicle as well as on me meanwhile gleefully encouraged they have continued to rain down more of the same in my direction messing up the front of the beetle it seems this stuff could if not removed quickly cause permanent damage I still have great gobs of it in hand from pulling it off the auto and now as some of them have descended closer to get a better position from which to pitch more I rush at them heaving some back intending at least to get a mass of it into the beautiful thick pelt down to her hips of the nearest of the lasses and so dissuade them with this retribution from further aggression upon my bug or person but am repelled by the thought of becoming involved in such a ridiculous destructive enterprise when all I had wanted was to go on my way having nothing to do with mischievous young ladies yet feel I must try to get even to some extent for what they have done already I see that if I can toss a large lump of the jelly like mixture onto at least one attractive girl's hair and head so she'd have to cut off her lovely locks to get rid of it perhaps they'll finally see the seriousness of their actions and desist or at least have reason of their own for deep remorse...




4/4/02-Thick chocolate on my tongue and in my throat buoyed by the river of time and lusty life still afloat cappuccino rich flavors fragrances strong caffeine high coursing through savor the steamy heated black liquid held close against the still chill winds of winter ripe breasts like large plump plums their nipples dripping o'erflowing with lactose elixir like liquor for tiny young gods her loins lush and fecund inviting rough and tumble entry his pants tight she thrilled at the proud and bulging sight and grabbed him where he wished their bodies embraced and with one long head to toe passion kissed they call me mary lovingood she sighed when she'd caught breath and what is your name my romeo just call me dick he exclaimed and plunged his where it could not be missed oh romeo my romeo you are indeed well appelled dick for thine in play does speak to me most eloquently she moaned his fists full of leaking fruit he plumbed her deeps and fertilized her bountiful garden oh most mary and lovingood you are my sweet long before morning they sampled each other's produce yet again and still another time she requested the joy of climbing a smooth broad cucumber of his abundant harvest as dawn crept over their glistening bodies and she rushed to quiet her ravenous baby's cries with her hot spigots to suck dick extolled what a good boy am I and while the cherub urgently squeezed and titillated her orbs above bent his mouth down most hungrily to sample her scent bouquet her fount of pleasure...

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