by John Trefry
THE LIBATION BEAVERS by Aeschylus.
Black halogen torchiere falls over, sets the young man on fire on the futon mattress. Burning plastic smoke stench in the apartment building. 'Gotham Gray' FleckStone spray paint on a skull. Efforts to construct an ornate altar in his apartment are funded by his work as a phlebotomist and a delicatessen employee. Agustín Fernández Mallo reproduces a Google map of the Guggenheim Bilbao environs and declares that it looks like a gun firing a bullet, which it does, but the bullet, which appears to be separate from the building, is actually the prow of the building that is extending underneath the bridge, and is graphically amputated by the light color of the roadway on the bridge. The plan or aerial view of a building provides no insight into how it is experienced, and although the architect, banking on the expressiveness of that planometric form, encodes it with meaning, like Ledoux's cock and balls plan for 'The Temple of Love', or 'Oikema', or 'The House of Pleasure', which is unrecognizable to the visitor at normal eye level. The new Google AI Overview goes to great lengths to discredit Ledoux as the architect of 'The Temple of Love', but cannot understand the difference between his paper architecture and a similarly named folly at Versailles designed by Richard Mique with input from Hubert Robert and looks nothing like a dick. Richard Crenna was voted by the Academy as having the face that most resembled a dickhead. Maybe a dick with the shaft removed, the loosed decapitation of the cock. 'Maison des Surveillants de la source de la Loue' looks like a peeing vagina. The Central National Bank he is parked in front of has a black architrave like Frank Lloyd Wright's 'Winslow House.' And girl, his jizz was ecru. It made me delirious.
At age 19, Andrew left home and traveled to the Philippines. He suffers from migraine headaches. Andrew was extremely intelligent and read a lot. When his corpse was found on the houseboat he was carrying a copy of THE LIE: EVOLUTION by Ken Ham. Jeffery and the chocolate factory. "What's your eigenstate?" Dithyrambs it smooth up in ya.
"A deranged free-fall into 'Nazisploitaion' that takes its cues from the blockbuster 1978 shocker THE BOYS FROM BRAZIL and delivers the sort of delirium that fans of French genre film studio Eurocine hunger for!" It became necessary, because of the austerity of the war effort, to transplant artificial implants from a donor into an elite citizen or servicemember, including, but not limited to various surgical meshes, cochlear implants, heart valves, drug-eluting stents, defibrillators, knees, hips, PCAs (patient-controlled anesthesia machine), nanostructured ceramic bones, intraocular lenses, elbows. The most well-known case is Jimmy 'The Cenobite' Vaskuhf who replaced every possible component of his body with hardware removed forcibly from donors. He ultimately died after getting a placental-derived facial allograft implanted from the son of a grocery store cart rounder-upper. "...his face was like the face of an angel." --Acts 6:15. Even doctors say MRSA as 'mersa.' Hippocampal prostheses, artificial hymens, endobronchial valves, duodenal-jejunal bypass liners, flow diverters, cerebral shunts, chronic electrode implants, extravascular vascular closure devices, noses, keratoprosthetics, thalamic stimulators, sacral nerve stimulators, traumatic amputations of the penis, inflatable penile implants, orgone accumulators, punctal plugs. The vagina doesn’t make pee, dawg. "Lake Life... that's racist right?" "No that's Salt Life."
"I believe that all my characters have a part of myself, my way of thinking. So if Igor has a part of me, there's also a part in Gotho, in Waldemar Daninsky, in Alarc de Marnac, in Kantanka, in many characters I have played. And, well, this [is] entering into philosophical disquisitions, almost metaphysical." --Paul Naschy.
Try Rembrandt Vulva for vaginal dechirico. It recalled cutting open that boy selling hotdogs in the cold wind outside Candlestick Park and finding baked beans inside his torso. The beans themselves were very large in gelatinous, molasses blood. Fava beans cooked until pale, like chitterlings, luscious late summer engorgement drenched in thickly glopping brownish red sauce, like rust pus. Some of the beans are cubes the size of dice. There are strewn throughout a few beans that are multifaceted lapidary legumes. They clink when they hit the asphalt, like dropping a handful of jacks. There is no box to check for Kansas men who iron their beards and back into parking spaces. "I guess I really will spend the rest of my life alone."
"A man is never the same for long. He is continually changing. He seldom remains the same even for half an hour." --George Gurdjieff. Nor can we remember him. He has followed a different path than this us, that you, his me. "Textbook quantum mechanics says that opening the box and observing the cat 'collapses the wave function' into one of two possible measurement outcomes, awake or asleep. Everett, by contrast, says that the universe splits in two: in one the cat is awake, and in the other the cat is asleep. Once split, the universes go their own ways, never to interact with each other again." --Sean Carroll, "Why the Many Worlds Formulation of Quantum Mechanics is Probably Correct," https://www.preposterousuniverse.com/blog/2014/06/30/why-the-many-worlds-formulation-of-quantum-mechanics-is-probably-correct/. The reader's eye skips to any number of locations on the screen and then darts back. Sometimes they forget where they left off. Alcohol poisoning readers will read the same paragraph at least six times before falling asleep. They rarely wake up, and when they do it's not like they are running to log the schlock on GoodReads. Looks like I picked the wrong day to have diarrhea in a casket.
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John Trefry is a writer and teacher from Kansas. This piece is an excerpt from his latest book, Total Destruction.
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