Orion's Belt

"there was a ragnarok ninja spinning and using gremlin spitting out the stars and pointing them out. Orions belt was clear. I see it everyday when I walk home. The constellations breathed out a starry dust that waved around it and surrounded the ninja giving her a glow. yes it was a she. How ironic that she spits ad points. Reminds me of badly acted porn videos. My knees were weak from sitting so long on the train. It left late and I had to walk on train tracks to get to my train since it didn't park on the right track. What a shame that the nights have to end in closed corridors with broken trees and porcupine trees giving you a placebo effect as if a you were a blind person and took acid. What would you see? the darkness would hug you and blanket you, give you warmth with it's vivid colors swirling together. How lovely. Orion has unbuckled his belt. he's getting to excited. We should end this." Unknown

 

The Rabbits Wishing Well

A conniving loving hairy monster with a balloon for a stomach became to be very judgmental causing canyons in front of barriers between him and the people who loved him. These canyons led to a beautiful other world to those who he loved, but at the same time it cause them to tremble and scratch the walls with their nails to delay their arrival so by the time they arrive they are covered in blood and don’t have fingers anymore. This would pretty much solve their problems with the darkness in that familiar world, and allow them to search for the light.

Some of them are preparing for this now. Wear brass rings on some of their most important fingers : ring, index, and thumb, so that the green that builds around can grow inside until  their finger falls off with green veins viping about so they may grow in the ground; a replacement for the original. This would eliminate the painful process of having to scratch at the walls of the canyon as they fall. How do we replace the blood then?

This can be done through syringes or papers cuts, whatever you are more comfortable with and haven’t developed a childish fear of. Of course the syringe must be empty, you are pulling, filling the dropper, not pushing.

This other world is what the other people want anyway. The problem is that they took solace and felt safe in the monsters fur, and so decided not to go, until his judgment turned into anger and the fire in his veins burned that fur and created a BDSM type of leather around his body. To protect themselves they built a barrier around the monster and as the monsters frustration grow he stomped on the ground creating the canyone. Jump into the Rabbit Hole.

 

Foozcooz

It was quite simple. The fuzz was chasing after my cuz. He was quite buzzed from the perfume on his button-up ocean colored swirly collar Egyptian silk shirt. A true novelty. When my cuz paused for a second and the fuzz didn’t notice from the constant moving of the ocean and breeze which was amplified by the actual breeze and they smacked right into the meaning on the world, painted on this novelty shirt, and got a buzz, ruining my cuzins buzz.

That’s really all there was to it, other than the fact this shirt was my cuz’s mothers shirt which she abandoned 8, a vertical infinite, years go in the city where Alexander the Great left his glorious and luxurious library, and that this shirt that swirled around his body never clung to it from sweat, but rather almost falling off, was a good luck charm. Anytime he took it off bad things happened: Money lost blamed on him, faith in God lost, the fuzz catching him and not finding the meaning of life. The latter of course did not happen this time.

The swirls twirled and curled around the peach colored fuzz and allowed him to escape, leaving a parting gift. The ocean is filled with cigarettes dirty diapers and crap.