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A story... I have told many stories. Dangerous stories. Ones that frighten people. People think that we need to be frightened. I don't know why, that would be a comfort. You see one horror movie, you have seen them all. Real horror... Is something else. Sexual horror is the worse. You get on one of the live sex sites, and a mistress... tells you what to do. That is pretty horrific. They say... they want power. I do not know what for. There must be something wrong with their lives. But lives are so predictable. I feel my leg go numb. I have been sitting at the computer too long. My Mother comes in. She wants sex. She asks me. I look at her. I do not know what to say. She says that she is going to force me. I ask, how is she going to do that? She says that she will throw me out of the house. She is my mistress... We live quite well. Taking our time. Drinking our wine... There is not much to do in the house, so we fuck. It is quite contagious. And people notice it. And feed from it. And go home and fuck each other. They feed... from us. From our sexuality. It is a really dangerous situation. I am trapped. We fuck all day. It is a real horror. We hate each other. That is why we do it. We like to hate. This is just a story. A fantasy, but it can happen. ' One day, I was not feeling right in my head. I had been sitting all day, playing poker. I did not know what to do with myself. My Mother came along, and demanded something of me. I cannot tell what. It gets exciting when a person does not know. It puts damper on what we can recommend. We ate each other's shit. Quite shocking. And we enjoyed it. The reason being... we delighted in the mundane. And the neighbors followed suit. They all started eating shit. I became very agitated. And I wanted to kill them. But there were too many of them. It is a real horror. To believe in fantasy. You never know when it is going to come true. You have sex. People like that you have sex. They delight in it, and share... with you. It is a sharing world. "What have we learned today?" My Mother says to me. After we have eaten the shit. I told her... something. "Wrong!" "We have learned to obey each other." What is the lesson in that I said to her. "I am your master. We both can be masters. A woman has it in her to be a master. To be in command. You can be my equal..." Hmm. I thought about that. I am a man. A man is supposed to be... different from a woman. We fucked. And did not talk about it. Sharing. In life. Is a great thing. We all get connected to each other. We all delight in what one another is doing. It is all about sharing, and being good to one another. My Father came home. He was dead, but his spirit came home. He said, "What is going on here? Why are you fucking my wife?!" I said, that's okay, you are dead. Horror. Terror. I started to feel those things. I became... agitated. I looked around me, for anybody's help. There were not neighbors to be found. They had all run and hid away. I tried to think of what I was going to do. I could not feel my leg. I had no excuse. Pretty soon, I could not feel my cock. I looked around me for something to fight this spirit with. I found nothing friendly. I tried to distract myself by playing cards from his presence. But he continued to be there, talking to me. Chiding me. Making me feel... I became interested in the game. I was nowhere to be found. The next day, my Mother came to find me. She could not find me. It is something new, she said to herself. She thought he must have run off. That is good. I did not want him around here anyway. It is the truth. The neighbors came by, and asked how we were doing. They saw us as a unit. I was playing cards somewhere. I cannot... really tell. A big monster came out of the ground and ate her up. The neighbors all screamed. They said, why are you / have you been fucking him? Don't you know that there is a lesson to be learned from that? I continued to play cards. She became part of the monster, and started screaming out. You could see her face as part of the monster. She had become a part of it. It was screaming and screaming. The monster started to move around. Behind it, was my Father, making it go. It started to eat the neighbors. The staff. The movie men. The commentators. The owners. Everyone. It was fun. A car came speeding down the road, and hit the monster. The monster landed into a million pieces. My Mother came out. She was still alive. The car spoke. And said that forgiveness was like that. I looked around for God. I could not find Him. It was a terrible thing. That is why I do not believe in God today. I continued to not be there. I had disappeared somehow. I did not feel sex. I think that I had already cum. I think about sex sometimes, and how useless it is. I just want my Family to be destroyed. I am tired of seeking ways out. I am tired of being agitated by the presence of others. I am tired of panicking, and looking to my body for some kind of... My self is only a small thing. With all the people in the world, and the pressures that they bring. I never learn anything new. I am still playing poker. I hope I survive. The point is... What is the point? |
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