Ava didn´t tell me this one...the first day of the year will be marked 1/11/11 in most places, coincidence? That word doesn´t exist in my vocabulary anymore, in fact I´m putting up new ones.
Edith always says that every next year she wants to lose weight...quite frankly I don´t know why skinny women wanna do that, as long as they stay sexy.
4,3,2,1...the birth of The Thousand is undeniable but just for fun I´ll include our mystery member, C.K. , maybe that way she´ll treat me better. Droogie still writes me and she´s teasing her fans promoting new material next year, Janie wrote me too because she saw 2011 sooner than I did and you know what? She said that the next Chinese New Year would be the Year of The Rabbit. She even drew a nice picture of one nibbling a giant carrot that looked more like a missile,
"You´re so lucky, Adrian-chan I bet everyone down here will adore your beautiful paintings even more..."
Hooray for me, trust the rabbit and you can never go wrong. Happy New Year, Happy New Life, Adrian...
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
A GATHERING
1:11 PM again, what a drag.
Fortunately Ava was free on New Year´s Eve. Fly said that usually in his family´s country superstition ain´t so bad, in fact it´s just a precaution everyone takes before the year kicks in; some make something so simple as having twelve grapes for every month and at the same time make twelve wishes, like resolutions. Others do white magic, put some nice colored candles and incense to welcome the good vibes and people like me go to consult the local psychic to see what´s up.
Now up to this point my curiosity has diminished in a very dramatic way but I still needed to sort out a few things, insignificant things that meant so much to me nowadays.
"Ah, Adrian, welcome back!" said Ava in a rather energetic mood.
"Thank God, I felt like I was going crazy without you..." I said.
"Hmm, I see...Amir told me you came here not so long ago, how are things doing?"
"Well, for one, everything you showed me is true. I met a lot of interesting artists lately, some friendly, others not so friendly, some even more famous than me. However they have all shown me really great things..."
"Yes, continue, I have a feeling you want to tell me something more..." she said as she waved her arms in a mesmerizing way.
"There´s this spirit lurking at my own house. It matches the description you told me; a sort of needy, poor person who was already there even before I came to the reading...remember that card?"
"I´m sorry, which card, dear?"
I rummaged through her Tarot decked and fished out the Five Of The Pentacles.
"Oh, yes indeed. You see, you decided to identify yourself as a figure of strength, which is the exact opposite of this card. And did you help them?"
"Somewhat, I listened to her when no one else did. "
"Oh, that´s nice..."
"But then as soon as I let her into my life she showed me Hell! I have seen my worst fears come to life. That´s why I need to know how can she let me go."
Ava made her usual ten card spread and smiled before she continued interpreting, "Why? She seems to be quite lovely! Do you see this? The Star. She is exactly like you."
"What do you mean like me? Like an artist too, she never told me that!" I said startled.
"I believe your friendship isn´t over yet, in fact, she could be your best ally and when the time is right she will let you go."
"What does she want from me? She almost killed me, she confessed!"
"Oh come now Adrian, ghosts can´t kill you..."
"OK, OK, so maybe I over reacted but she still gave me a very hard time."
Ava continued, "I also see you have another ghost in your life, another dead girl. She is represented here, by the Nine of Swords. Indeed it is a bad dream, but it can successfully vanquished with the aid of another spirit."
"Yes, and I already tried to seek all the help I could get from my girlfriend."
"She is more objective and down to earth, not like the other girls, she ties you to the reality that everyone else has come to accept. Didn´t I tell you to be strong for her as well?"
"Yeah, so?"
"The cards say all the contrary, Reversed Strength. You are acting weak beside her and while that may very attractive it also has its dark side. Don´t let her be the one who drags you out of the hole, instead be a guiding light!"
"Guide, like a leader? The Emperor, you showed me that one before, I never forget!"
"Yes! Absolutely, so you better be careful, because next year this will be your best card yet. You see, 2011 adds up by numerology 4, which matches the card after the Empress which was 3. 2010 was a very fruitful one indeed but the next one will be about action! You have the weapons inside you to go out there and make the ultimate transformation. Something big is coming, something even bigger..."
"Well I´ll be damned..."
"I see an army, you will be gathering an army..."
"The Thousand, I call them, I want more artists to join my new philosophy."
"Excellent my dear! You see I´m not revealing your future now, I´m making you present more evident than it is already, the future..."
"Belongs to me, and to everyone else around me."
"Yes, but don´t forget what you´ve already learned from the dead, they´re still full of surprises, so I would recommend more respect for the next time you see them."
I gave Ava a slight hug.
"Thank you, thank you so very much! You´re amazing, really! Hope you have a great year."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sometimes you make feel like your own mother..."
"Oh no, I hardly think so..."
I hate being told what to do, but maybe I´ll put under next year´s resolutions to stop relying on superstitions and start relying on Ava...
Fortunately Ava was free on New Year´s Eve. Fly said that usually in his family´s country superstition ain´t so bad, in fact it´s just a precaution everyone takes before the year kicks in; some make something so simple as having twelve grapes for every month and at the same time make twelve wishes, like resolutions. Others do white magic, put some nice colored candles and incense to welcome the good vibes and people like me go to consult the local psychic to see what´s up.
Now up to this point my curiosity has diminished in a very dramatic way but I still needed to sort out a few things, insignificant things that meant so much to me nowadays.
"Ah, Adrian, welcome back!" said Ava in a rather energetic mood.
"Thank God, I felt like I was going crazy without you..." I said.
"Hmm, I see...Amir told me you came here not so long ago, how are things doing?"
"Well, for one, everything you showed me is true. I met a lot of interesting artists lately, some friendly, others not so friendly, some even more famous than me. However they have all shown me really great things..."
"Yes, continue, I have a feeling you want to tell me something more..." she said as she waved her arms in a mesmerizing way.
"There´s this spirit lurking at my own house. It matches the description you told me; a sort of needy, poor person who was already there even before I came to the reading...remember that card?"
"I´m sorry, which card, dear?"
I rummaged through her Tarot decked and fished out the Five Of The Pentacles.
"Oh, yes indeed. You see, you decided to identify yourself as a figure of strength, which is the exact opposite of this card. And did you help them?"
"Somewhat, I listened to her when no one else did. "
"Oh, that´s nice..."
"But then as soon as I let her into my life she showed me Hell! I have seen my worst fears come to life. That´s why I need to know how can she let me go."
Ava made her usual ten card spread and smiled before she continued interpreting, "Why? She seems to be quite lovely! Do you see this? The Star. She is exactly like you."
"What do you mean like me? Like an artist too, she never told me that!" I said startled.
"I believe your friendship isn´t over yet, in fact, she could be your best ally and when the time is right she will let you go."
"What does she want from me? She almost killed me, she confessed!"
"Oh come now Adrian, ghosts can´t kill you..."
"OK, OK, so maybe I over reacted but she still gave me a very hard time."
Ava continued, "I also see you have another ghost in your life, another dead girl. She is represented here, by the Nine of Swords. Indeed it is a bad dream, but it can successfully vanquished with the aid of another spirit."
"Yes, and I already tried to seek all the help I could get from my girlfriend."
"She is more objective and down to earth, not like the other girls, she ties you to the reality that everyone else has come to accept. Didn´t I tell you to be strong for her as well?"
"Yeah, so?"
"The cards say all the contrary, Reversed Strength. You are acting weak beside her and while that may very attractive it also has its dark side. Don´t let her be the one who drags you out of the hole, instead be a guiding light!"
"Guide, like a leader? The Emperor, you showed me that one before, I never forget!"
"Yes! Absolutely, so you better be careful, because next year this will be your best card yet. You see, 2011 adds up by numerology 4, which matches the card after the Empress which was 3. 2010 was a very fruitful one indeed but the next one will be about action! You have the weapons inside you to go out there and make the ultimate transformation. Something big is coming, something even bigger..."
"Well I´ll be damned..."
"I see an army, you will be gathering an army..."
"The Thousand, I call them, I want more artists to join my new philosophy."
"Excellent my dear! You see I´m not revealing your future now, I´m making you present more evident than it is already, the future..."
"Belongs to me, and to everyone else around me."
"Yes, but don´t forget what you´ve already learned from the dead, they´re still full of surprises, so I would recommend more respect for the next time you see them."
I gave Ava a slight hug.
"Thank you, thank you so very much! You´re amazing, really! Hope you have a great year."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sometimes you make feel like your own mother..."
"Oh no, I hardly think so..."
I hate being told what to do, but maybe I´ll put under next year´s resolutions to stop relying on superstitions and start relying on Ava...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
GIMME STRENGTH (continued):
"Do you realize that we´re just one month away from your birthday?" asked Edith.
"Don´t even mention it! I don´t like the idea of getting older..." so I said. "What about it?"
"Oh, nothing, just giving something else to look forward to next year."
"For sure I won´t be doing the same thing as in this one, I promise."
The day was becoming horribly slow, and especially with the heavy snowstorm outside. I went out just for a while and realized it was a war zone out there. There was no huge need to be somewhere else. What I did find out eventually was that Ava came back since she´d been out of town. Now she was ready to perform more readings because of New Year´s. I thought I´d paid her a visit as soon as the weather was better.
While it was a huge tradition to be in Times Square I strongly differed. Edith said that I was being sort of antisocial but I kindly explained I was very specific and then continued saying I was being very eccentric.
"Being specific is definitely not the same as being eccentric, woman. I happen to like something in particular and so I stick to it."
"But, um, wouldn´t that make you sort of predictable?" she said as she had her usual second cup of coffee.
"Yes, but then I figure out an effective way to shift, just like I did this time with my current exhibition. Somewhere along the way I heard this, "expect the unexpected", thus I´ll continue to be that way."
"And how does that explain the whole deal of you coming with me to Times Square?"
"Well it might mean that I usually don´t do it and if you expect me not to be there and assume that I won´t be there at all then you know me very well and I wouldn´t like that at all, which is when I would make the bold decision of going."
"So is that a yes or a no?"
"Yes! I´m just messing with you. I´m an artist, I´m supposed to have some sort of mantra or philosophy, I can get away with it."
"Even murder?"
"Oh, now, you´re being very naughty, but, yes maybe."
"Tell me something Adrian, was Lisa that meaningful?"
"God..." I made a very long pause. "I grew afraid of people like her, that´s why I ended up hating all this Occult shit and now it´s literally coming back to haunt me."
"And did it ever occur to you that it was your hidden talent desperately wanting to come out?"
"Well then I guess I´m in the wrong business, huh?"
"No, no, no, you have managed somehow to combine these mysterious events and your art. Now that I would say is what truly defines you, which means that you weren´t being yourself years ago."
It was unusual that she meant to say that I was centered and not a nut job in the end. We´ll have to wait and see until next year...
"Don´t even mention it! I don´t like the idea of getting older..." so I said. "What about it?"
"Oh, nothing, just giving something else to look forward to next year."
"For sure I won´t be doing the same thing as in this one, I promise."
The day was becoming horribly slow, and especially with the heavy snowstorm outside. I went out just for a while and realized it was a war zone out there. There was no huge need to be somewhere else. What I did find out eventually was that Ava came back since she´d been out of town. Now she was ready to perform more readings because of New Year´s. I thought I´d paid her a visit as soon as the weather was better.
While it was a huge tradition to be in Times Square I strongly differed. Edith said that I was being sort of antisocial but I kindly explained I was very specific and then continued saying I was being very eccentric.
"Being specific is definitely not the same as being eccentric, woman. I happen to like something in particular and so I stick to it."
"But, um, wouldn´t that make you sort of predictable?" she said as she had her usual second cup of coffee.
"Yes, but then I figure out an effective way to shift, just like I did this time with my current exhibition. Somewhere along the way I heard this, "expect the unexpected", thus I´ll continue to be that way."
"And how does that explain the whole deal of you coming with me to Times Square?"
"Well it might mean that I usually don´t do it and if you expect me not to be there and assume that I won´t be there at all then you know me very well and I wouldn´t like that at all, which is when I would make the bold decision of going."
"So is that a yes or a no?"
"Yes! I´m just messing with you. I´m an artist, I´m supposed to have some sort of mantra or philosophy, I can get away with it."
"Even murder?"
"Oh, now, you´re being very naughty, but, yes maybe."
"Tell me something Adrian, was Lisa that meaningful?"
"God..." I made a very long pause. "I grew afraid of people like her, that´s why I ended up hating all this Occult shit and now it´s literally coming back to haunt me."
"And did it ever occur to you that it was your hidden talent desperately wanting to come out?"
"Well then I guess I´m in the wrong business, huh?"
"No, no, no, you have managed somehow to combine these mysterious events and your art. Now that I would say is what truly defines you, which means that you weren´t being yourself years ago."
It was unusual that she meant to say that I was centered and not a nut job in the end. We´ll have to wait and see until next year...
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
GIMME STRENGTH
"There´s a really bad storm out there, and I mean really bad, we were lucky to be able to go out last week because now it looks like we´re trapped."
"Ha, ha, you´re not coming out now..."
"Don´t make fun of me, I´m not in much of a hurry but I don´t know about you..."
"I can handle all my business online, thank you very much."
"I should call mom to see how they´re doing. Do you feel sometimes as though you were alienated from the rest of the world?"
"Yes, most of the time, but that doesn´t bother me because it helps me to create better."
Edith frowned. "Look, "
"I´m looking..."
"Is your rabbit alive by any chance?"
"Yes, he´s very secure."
"I hate being trapped inside the house, talk about cabin fever. So was it actually a bad dream you had last night or did you drink too much again?"
"Both actually."
"Are you always so brutally honest?"
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"No, no need for too much details, though."
I was so glad that the year was about to be over. I figured out that I had worked so hard that finally I had become more sensitive, but it was to be that in my own frailty that I would need to find the strength to carry on. Death is always followed by a rebirth, new promises, so thinking of the Rabbit of The Infinite Strength was a hell of a good idea...so inviting like a flame, so igniting and devilish, don´t we all just wanna a piece of it...
"Whoa, what´s wrong with you, Adrian, do you want to hibernate or something?"
"Maybe, maybe not...I need inspiration to create some more. I have an urge to exorcise some demons..."
(continued).
"Ha, ha, you´re not coming out now..."
"Don´t make fun of me, I´m not in much of a hurry but I don´t know about you..."
"I can handle all my business online, thank you very much."
"I should call mom to see how they´re doing. Do you feel sometimes as though you were alienated from the rest of the world?"
"Yes, most of the time, but that doesn´t bother me because it helps me to create better."
Edith frowned. "Look, "
"I´m looking..."
"Is your rabbit alive by any chance?"
"Yes, he´s very secure."
"I hate being trapped inside the house, talk about cabin fever. So was it actually a bad dream you had last night or did you drink too much again?"
"Both actually."
"Are you always so brutally honest?"
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"No, no need for too much details, though."
I was so glad that the year was about to be over. I figured out that I had worked so hard that finally I had become more sensitive, but it was to be that in my own frailty that I would need to find the strength to carry on. Death is always followed by a rebirth, new promises, so thinking of the Rabbit of The Infinite Strength was a hell of a good idea...so inviting like a flame, so igniting and devilish, don´t we all just wanna a piece of it...
"Whoa, what´s wrong with you, Adrian, do you want to hibernate or something?"
"Maybe, maybe not...I need inspiration to create some more. I have an urge to exorcise some demons..."
(continued).
Monday, December 27, 2010
AWAKE (continued).
"Sweetie, sweetie, it´s OK, I´m here, you can stop now..."
Oh my God, I made it back without a scratch? Oh no wait, I was still kind of sore, but I can´t exactly say why...alright, it was because of that episode with Lisa. It was Edith finally, she was hugging very tightly as if I was going to fall from bed.
"Oh, are you a sight for sore eyes, and not only that but sore but body as well..."
"You were screaming all night so I held you," she continued somewhat drowsy.
"And how many times did you do that?"
"I´m not sure, several times, I guess, but so what? You were here all night, sure you came in a little late, but that´s OK."
"Augh," I said as I rested my head. "I had a very rough time, in fact I just figured something out, but you have to swear you won´t get mad or anything."
"Why would I get mad?"
"It´s the paintings, there´s something in them. I must confess I didn´t do them alone; you see, I had some help, some very unexpected help."
Edith rose from bed instantly and peeled her eyes, "What are you trying to say this time, Adrian?"
"The dead speak through me, somehow...it´s crazy , I know, I´m trying to deliver this to you as best as I can, honest."
"I believe many things, as much as you want me to, but I´ll have to be very objective on this one. You mean to say that all this time the spirits helped you paint these things."
"Not all of them, most of them I figured them out on my own..."
"I guess that explains why you were able to craft them so fast. Honey, you don´t have to this, do you know what would happen if you told others the same story you´re telling me? Probably you´d be the laughing stock of the New York art scene."
"But I´m being serious! Why won´t you believe me? I mean, I´m not expecting that you swallow every single word I´m saying but I must admit I´m a desperate man and I could do anything..."
"Like what, play with that girl´s portrait all night? Why don´t you just get rid of it, I never understood that side of you."
"Because of superstition! And, and it´s true, it has power."
"Well you can´t let that rule your everyday decisions, the more you believe in it the more powerful it becomes."
"I could rip it to shreds if you want, ask me to do it, go on, ask me!"
"Adrian, chill out, OK? It was just another one of your many ex-girlfriends, I think she could be dead by now."
I curled up while I threw my hands over my face thinking that she was right, "yeah, Lisa´s dead, they told me she was in a car accident or something."
"So you still care about this dead girl, huh? Was she the one who inspired you to do all this then?"
"No, no, no, the other girl..."
"You´re impossible right now, maybe I should throw out in the middle of the snow, would you like that?"
"Jeez, this is, so not good, so I think we should stop."
"Fine, let´s change the subject then. Any plans for New Year´s Eve?"
Oh my God, I made it back without a scratch? Oh no wait, I was still kind of sore, but I can´t exactly say why...alright, it was because of that episode with Lisa. It was Edith finally, she was hugging very tightly as if I was going to fall from bed.
"Oh, are you a sight for sore eyes, and not only that but sore but body as well..."
"You were screaming all night so I held you," she continued somewhat drowsy.
"And how many times did you do that?"
"I´m not sure, several times, I guess, but so what? You were here all night, sure you came in a little late, but that´s OK."
"Augh," I said as I rested my head. "I had a very rough time, in fact I just figured something out, but you have to swear you won´t get mad or anything."
"Why would I get mad?"
"It´s the paintings, there´s something in them. I must confess I didn´t do them alone; you see, I had some help, some very unexpected help."
Edith rose from bed instantly and peeled her eyes, "What are you trying to say this time, Adrian?"
"The dead speak through me, somehow...it´s crazy , I know, I´m trying to deliver this to you as best as I can, honest."
"I believe many things, as much as you want me to, but I´ll have to be very objective on this one. You mean to say that all this time the spirits helped you paint these things."
"Not all of them, most of them I figured them out on my own..."
"I guess that explains why you were able to craft them so fast. Honey, you don´t have to this, do you know what would happen if you told others the same story you´re telling me? Probably you´d be the laughing stock of the New York art scene."
"But I´m being serious! Why won´t you believe me? I mean, I´m not expecting that you swallow every single word I´m saying but I must admit I´m a desperate man and I could do anything..."
"Like what, play with that girl´s portrait all night? Why don´t you just get rid of it, I never understood that side of you."
"Because of superstition! And, and it´s true, it has power."
"Well you can´t let that rule your everyday decisions, the more you believe in it the more powerful it becomes."
"I could rip it to shreds if you want, ask me to do it, go on, ask me!"
"Adrian, chill out, OK? It was just another one of your many ex-girlfriends, I think she could be dead by now."
I curled up while I threw my hands over my face thinking that she was right, "yeah, Lisa´s dead, they told me she was in a car accident or something."
"So you still care about this dead girl, huh? Was she the one who inspired you to do all this then?"
"No, no, no, the other girl..."
"You´re impossible right now, maybe I should throw out in the middle of the snow, would you like that?"
"Jeez, this is, so not good, so I think we should stop."
"Fine, let´s change the subject then. Any plans for New Year´s Eve?"
Sunday, December 26, 2010
AWAKE
Ow, my bed felt so rigid and I was connected to some tubes...oh no, not the hospital again.
"Not just any old hospital, " said a familiar voice than sounded just like Caroline´s...yes. she sat on a chair close to me. "This is Saint Vincent´s to be exact."
"Didn´t that place close just a few months ago? Unless of course I´m in the past."
"NO, it´s the present alright," she continued with a very serene tone. This time she didn´t seem that mad, even her outfit was pale blue, like the first time I met her.
"Then why did you bring me here?"
"I died here, like many innocent people."
"So sorry to hear that. Listen, " I said as I placed my hand on my neck. "I´ve had a very hard night and it seems that you did it, so can I PLEASE go back home?"
"Did you learn anything with this trip?" she said crossing her arms.
"YES! The paintings, they´re a gateway to other people´s minds. With them we are connected; the problem is that you never know who will drop into your visions."
"And that´s why you will have to be more selective! The other girl Lindsay doesn´t seem like much of a choice."
"For what?"
"For The Thousand, of course!"
"Oh, God, I´m tired of all this shit! I´m sorry, I just wanna go back home...I´m tired and I´m sore."
"Very well, you´re right. I´ve been so selfish lately and besides the year is almost over...go back to sleep but think about nice things this time."
"That´s easy..."
"Not after what you just saw, so concentrate real hard, Adrian."
"Edith, she´s the only one who seems nicer than anyone else I´ve ever met, even better than you..." I stuck my head in the pillows, "come back Edith, come back Edith..."
(continued)...
"Not just any old hospital, " said a familiar voice than sounded just like Caroline´s...yes. she sat on a chair close to me. "This is Saint Vincent´s to be exact."
"Didn´t that place close just a few months ago? Unless of course I´m in the past."
"NO, it´s the present alright," she continued with a very serene tone. This time she didn´t seem that mad, even her outfit was pale blue, like the first time I met her.
"Then why did you bring me here?"
"I died here, like many innocent people."
"So sorry to hear that. Listen, " I said as I placed my hand on my neck. "I´ve had a very hard night and it seems that you did it, so can I PLEASE go back home?"
"Did you learn anything with this trip?" she said crossing her arms.
"YES! The paintings, they´re a gateway to other people´s minds. With them we are connected; the problem is that you never know who will drop into your visions."
"And that´s why you will have to be more selective! The other girl Lindsay doesn´t seem like much of a choice."
"For what?"
"For The Thousand, of course!"
"Oh, God, I´m tired of all this shit! I´m sorry, I just wanna go back home...I´m tired and I´m sore."
"Very well, you´re right. I´ve been so selfish lately and besides the year is almost over...go back to sleep but think about nice things this time."
"That´s easy..."
"Not after what you just saw, so concentrate real hard, Adrian."
"Edith, she´s the only one who seems nicer than anyone else I´ve ever met, even better than you..." I stuck my head in the pillows, "come back Edith, come back Edith..."
(continued)...
Saturday, December 25, 2010
MY FAVORITE THINGS
"True, however you have to admit they´re a part of my universe," said Lindsay timidly. "I guess you´re a part of it in a special sort of way; you see you came into my life when I was so fragile, and now I feel like I´m not lonely anymore."
I felt somewhat moved by what she said that I felt as I had nothing truly important to say, "Do, do I really influence you that much?"
"Not only me but a lot of people out there. I have another friend I made online who sees the same things I do."
"See things?"
"Yes, we call it lucid dreaming...It means that in a way you are absolutely aware that you are dreaming."
"Great!" I exclaimed , "and do you suppose that is one of them?"
"I, I´m not sure."
"What do you mean you´re not sure? You mean to tell me you´re not a psychic."
"No, I mean yes, I mean, I can´t explain it..." she answered feeling incredibly unsure.
"Amazing! I´m stuck with an amateur. So you think you know but you have absolutely no idea of what you´re doing, right?"
"Don´t get mad at me, you sort of started this!"
"How?"
"I, I think maybe it´s because of what you paint, that´s what´s causing this and that´s why we can connect; it´s like a invisible thread..."
I interrupted her, " A THREAD? You said a thread?"
"Yes, that´s what I said."
"THAT´S IT! I finally did it! It´s just like Caroline said, there is something about the paintings after all."
"I´m sorry?" said Lindsay puzzled. "Who´s Caroline?"
"Never mind, I think I figured out how to go back home."
(continued).
Friday, December 24, 2010
29
She gave me the poison an I drank it but I didn't swallow it, or did I? Did I grow taller, became smaller? No, but for sure I was safe and sound back home, however I felt sore, and I mean really sore...
I went inside the studio all wrapped up in a heavy blanket and this was the next thing I noticed:
1:29 PM
The hands on the clock stopped, since when? Instinctively I went to check the hour but in most of my devices such as my laptop it was earlier, like 10.31 AM.
It's not an hour, actually, it's a date!
An unfamiliar voice approached me, but God, why didn't it belong to Edith?
So I turned around and found yet another girl who was a bit shorter than me; she must have been in her twenties and she was wearing a skin tight blue tanktop. Oh no, now I knew who she was, it was Lindsay, the girl who kept sending messages over my blog, the one who had the spiral heart tattoo on the back of her left shoulder.
"How did you get in here?" I asked rudely.
"I, I don't know, but then here I am beside you, I finally did it Adrian! You look as handsome as ever..."
"It's this is the first time that you've been inside here? Because now I definitely know that this is another lousy dream..."
"I'm sorry, another?" she asked somewhat intimidated. "Are you having a bad day? If that's the case then tell me and I'll see what I can do!"
My belly ached, "I, I can't tell you! You wouldn't understand, unless you can get me out of here and go back home."
"But, aren't you home?" she said in a louder tone.
"Evidently no. Look around; this make look like my studio but it's full of litographs and giclées of my paintings and, and lots of pictures of me, this place looks more like a teeny bopper's room, for crying out loud..."
(continued)...
I went inside the studio all wrapped up in a heavy blanket and this was the next thing I noticed:
1:29 PM
The hands on the clock stopped, since when? Instinctively I went to check the hour but in most of my devices such as my laptop it was earlier, like 10.31 AM.
It's not an hour, actually, it's a date!
An unfamiliar voice approached me, but God, why didn't it belong to Edith?
So I turned around and found yet another girl who was a bit shorter than me; she must have been in her twenties and she was wearing a skin tight blue tanktop. Oh no, now I knew who she was, it was Lindsay, the girl who kept sending messages over my blog, the one who had the spiral heart tattoo on the back of her left shoulder.
"How did you get in here?" I asked rudely.
"I, I don't know, but then here I am beside you, I finally did it Adrian! You look as handsome as ever..."
"It's this is the first time that you've been inside here? Because now I definitely know that this is another lousy dream..."
"I'm sorry, another?" she asked somewhat intimidated. "Are you having a bad day? If that's the case then tell me and I'll see what I can do!"
My belly ached, "I, I can't tell you! You wouldn't understand, unless you can get me out of here and go back home."
"But, aren't you home?" she said in a louder tone.
"Evidently no. Look around; this make look like my studio but it's full of litographs and giclées of my paintings and, and lots of pictures of me, this place looks more like a teeny bopper's room, for crying out loud..."
(continued)...
Thursday, December 23, 2010
BLACK MAGIC WOMAN
She was there and at the same time she wasn´t there; this couldn´t be real and there was only one way to prove it.
"Lisa," I whispered into her sleep.
"Yes, is there something you wanna tell me?" she whispered back without moving.
I didn´t know what to say, I had to come up with something fast.
"I, um, didn´t want to wake you up but I just wanted you to notice I came back."
"I did notice. I have a sixth sense and a very sharp one..." she continued with that raspy familiar voice I could never forget, it gave me deep chills. But then I remembered something else.
"No, you don´t! You wish you had it, because it lies within me..." I continued as I gently raised my voice.
"Tell me something, Adrian..." she turned and revealed herself looking exactly the way she did the day I left town; a frozen memory in time, a very frozen one. "Do you still want me? I don´t think I need to ask that, because I can sense you do, so do yourself a favor and kiss me..." She pulled me with all her might as though she was desperate to possess me but as I could see in her dark eyes, Lisa wanted me to do awful things, the ones swore I´d never do to a woman, but then again I was just a teenager and so careless.
She openly laughed like feasting, "Do it, do it now! EAT ME and I´ll make you larger..."
That was sort of new, but it was still a goddamn dream...and so I began pushing her button by kissing her neck; she screamed yet she laughed cynically at the same time like it was no good, "is that all you got?" I thought to myself. I could easily hit her so she could stop degrading me.
"EAT ME, you coward!"
Before I knew it I was all over her. I felt abusive and ignited, I felt like I needed to teach her a lesson not to be messing with me. So I finally came once, she was pleased, but not yet satisfied...
"Again..."
And so I granted her wish and did it again, maybe with less strength and enthusiasm, and then when I finished, there was only one thing that she could say, "Again, harder!" She wouldn´t let me rest, now it started to feel like a genuine nightmare, the good thing is I never felt sore.
"Again! Can´t you do it better?"
I hit her in the face, I couldn´t help myself, and yet as soon as I did she had vanished into thin air...
"Lisa," I whispered into her sleep.
"Yes, is there something you wanna tell me?" she whispered back without moving.
I didn´t know what to say, I had to come up with something fast.
"I, um, didn´t want to wake you up but I just wanted you to notice I came back."
"I did notice. I have a sixth sense and a very sharp one..." she continued with that raspy familiar voice I could never forget, it gave me deep chills. But then I remembered something else.
"No, you don´t! You wish you had it, because it lies within me..." I continued as I gently raised my voice.
"Tell me something, Adrian..." she turned and revealed herself looking exactly the way she did the day I left town; a frozen memory in time, a very frozen one. "Do you still want me? I don´t think I need to ask that, because I can sense you do, so do yourself a favor and kiss me..." She pulled me with all her might as though she was desperate to possess me but as I could see in her dark eyes, Lisa wanted me to do awful things, the ones swore I´d never do to a woman, but then again I was just a teenager and so careless.
She openly laughed like feasting, "Do it, do it now! EAT ME and I´ll make you larger..."
That was sort of new, but it was still a goddamn dream...and so I began pushing her button by kissing her neck; she screamed yet she laughed cynically at the same time like it was no good, "is that all you got?" I thought to myself. I could easily hit her so she could stop degrading me.
"EAT ME, you coward!"
Before I knew it I was all over her. I felt abusive and ignited, I felt like I needed to teach her a lesson not to be messing with me. So I finally came once, she was pleased, but not yet satisfied...
"Again..."
And so I granted her wish and did it again, maybe with less strength and enthusiasm, and then when I finished, there was only one thing that she could say, "Again, harder!" She wouldn´t let me rest, now it started to feel like a genuine nightmare, the good thing is I never felt sore.
"Again! Can´t you do it better?"
I hit her in the face, I couldn´t help myself, and yet as soon as I did she had vanished into thin air...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
IGNITED (continued):
Ah, why didn't it occur to me, to look for the portrait in the same place where Caroline showed me her drawing of the rabbit? That's where it landed, and now that I think about it she could have done the same thing that day I went crazy looking for my sketchbook; now there was doubt there was a ghost in the house.
The black velvet cloth was still covering it but as I slowly unveiled it my hands began to shake and I sat down because like I was sort of dizzy.
God, I haven't seen this in ages and it still frightens me to this day. I painted Lisa exactly the way she was, with impeccable detail back when my style wasn't so abstract. She had incredibly long black hair down to her waist and her face was pale and round; her lips seemed like a cute and yet macabre black bow. Her eyes were ready to tear you apart even if she didn't know you. Her tight velvet dress had a matching choker and to top it all I asked her to sit my favorite Siamese cat on her lap, which is probably the reason why she had that shitty expression; they hated each other.
Now I'm gonna hand it over to my drunkenness because I noticed how a very thin black cross was surfacing over Lisa's face, like a crack glowing and growing, glowing and growing...
I wanted to touch it by mere curiosity to see how it real it was and it turns out that I could penetrate it, like going through the looking glass, not sure where it would take me.
And so I went ahead yet it felt even colder than my apartment enough to chill your bones. Finally, when I got to the other side the scenery looked somewhat familiar...I was inside my studio, again! So what the Hell was that all about, for crying out loud.
It must have been around 4 AM already, too much madness for one day truly seemed like I went to a fucked up Wonderland. So I slowly crept back to my bedroom, making sure the hardwood didn´t creak that much.
WAIT...that wasn´t Edith in my bed, and to my sad fate I knew exactly WHO it was...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
IGNITED
One, I personally hate the fact that someone who´s not my girlfriend is constantly bragging me now about my ex-girlfriend and I swear the God I do not wish to call her that. Second, I´m too goddamn superstitious to even get rid of that portrait. Up to now I´m wondering what will happen with if I attempt with all my might to destroy it; will it burn, will it bleed?
It´s not that I automatically assumed that Lisa was some sort of witch but I already kinda was; still, how did Caroline managed to find it? I went back to the studio somewhat light headed to have a look at it, but it turns out that the little dead lady placed it somewhere else and I begged that it wasn´t in a very evident spot or else I would literally hanged.
What rotten favor was I supposed to do for her anyway? I already listened to her enough before I crossed the fine line between sanity and madness. I had to find it somehow, in the middle of the goddamn night...
(continued).
It´s not that I automatically assumed that Lisa was some sort of witch but I already kinda was; still, how did Caroline managed to find it? I went back to the studio somewhat light headed to have a look at it, but it turns out that the little dead lady placed it somewhere else and I begged that it wasn´t in a very evident spot or else I would literally hanged.
What rotten favor was I supposed to do for her anyway? I already listened to her enough before I crossed the fine line between sanity and madness. I had to find it somehow, in the middle of the goddamn night...
(continued).
Monday, December 20, 2010
CHILDERMAS (continued).
"Bra-vo! I see that you´re really taking this Thousand business pretty seriously Adrian, no doubt about it you´ll be getting far with that..."
"It´s you again, little girl, welcome back!" That sweet and eerie voice could only belong to Caroline. This time she looked different; she wore a black dress and she had a wreath covered with white withered roses. As usual, the room grew horribly cold and I wasn´t prepared for the occassion; I was kinda hoping that alcohol would help me make it through.
"YES IT´S ME! Did you like the spiral heart?"
"Which one?" I asked timidly.
"The one that´s on the locket, of course!"
"I don´t recall that spiral being there, only the message behind it, I unraveled it, so if you have any more riddles for me, let me know."
"Never mind, she´ll find IT."
"What about IT?"
"It meant everything to me! It creates a labyrinth, doesn´t it? Funny how you can get lost in it..."
"For crying out loud, what do you know about love? What were you, like ten when you died?"
"Just as much as you do. Tell me, you haven´t forgotten the one who scarred you...I can see that you still think about her every now and then."
"Who the Hell are you talking about?" I felt a sudden chill running down my spine.
"The raven haired girl in the painting," and she walked across the room pointing at the portrait which was covered in a large black cloth. Not Lisa, not now.
"Why do you keep it and who is she? From what I can tell she came from the same town as you?"
"You know it ain´t any of your business to go around sneaking into people´s private lives just like that!"
"Aren´t you going to tell who she is?"
"For a ghost you´re very alive, did you know that? And very nosy too."
"I could help you find her..."
I felt for a second there as though she was poking my dark side, well, one of the many I could probably have.
"No thanks! I appreciate your gift which came out of the blue, but you´re doing me any more favors finding an ex-girlfriend."
"She seems like she liked these things you laugh about now, what others can´t explain..."
"Yes, she did, but I hated her for that."
"Then you didn´t hate her at all, you hate the fact of being a seer!"
"Look, I, I´m just trying to cooperate with IT, what else do you want from me?"
"The other girl interferes..."
"Who? Are you talking about Edith? Is that why you wanted me to give her the locket? You better stay away from her, missy or else..."
"What? You can´t kill me, I´m dead, remember?"
"I have never been good at obeying people and I´m certainly not gonna take orders from dead ones..."
She sat on the ground as she felt somewhat tortured by my harsh words. Her wide eyes moved me as they started to look cloudy.
"Do you think it´s easy for me to have a gift and not being able to use to save others?!" she protested. "NO ONE LISTENED TO ME, no one did that night of the fire, and it sure was big. Mother never believed me, she really did care about me when she could, but, but...she never got it, the gift of mine."
"Oh, c´mon now, don´t cry; it´s not a curse, in fact I´ll use to help others."
"Well, good luck with that, if you achieve that, then you´ll be able to set me free."
"And how long do you suppose that´s gonna take? A year, two, maybe?"
"No, much less than that. Wait until all of your paintings are sold. The Thousand will be able to see you through them and when that happens your visions will be shared with them."
"What the Hell is that supposed to mean? Caroline!"
She vanished again and now I saw myself back in the dining room; I had too much wine, Edith was fast asleep and it was around...3:15 AM, damn this ungodly hour!
"Bra-vo! I see that you´re really taking this Thousand business pretty seriously Adrian, no doubt about it you´ll be getting far with that..."
"It´s you again, little girl, welcome back!" That sweet and eerie voice could only belong to Caroline. This time she looked different; she wore a black dress and she had a wreath covered with white withered roses. As usual, the room grew horribly cold and I wasn´t prepared for the occassion; I was kinda hoping that alcohol would help me make it through.
"YES IT´S ME! Did you like the spiral heart?"
"Which one?" I asked timidly.
"The one that´s on the locket, of course!"
"I don´t recall that spiral being there, only the message behind it, I unraveled it, so if you have any more riddles for me, let me know."
"Never mind, she´ll find IT."
"What about IT?"
"It meant everything to me! It creates a labyrinth, doesn´t it? Funny how you can get lost in it..."
"For crying out loud, what do you know about love? What were you, like ten when you died?"
"Just as much as you do. Tell me, you haven´t forgotten the one who scarred you...I can see that you still think about her every now and then."
"Who the Hell are you talking about?" I felt a sudden chill running down my spine.
"The raven haired girl in the painting," and she walked across the room pointing at the portrait which was covered in a large black cloth. Not Lisa, not now.
"Why do you keep it and who is she? From what I can tell she came from the same town as you?"
"You know it ain´t any of your business to go around sneaking into people´s private lives just like that!"
"Aren´t you going to tell who she is?"
"For a ghost you´re very alive, did you know that? And very nosy too."
"I could help you find her..."
I felt for a second there as though she was poking my dark side, well, one of the many I could probably have.
"No thanks! I appreciate your gift which came out of the blue, but you´re doing me any more favors finding an ex-girlfriend."
"She seems like she liked these things you laugh about now, what others can´t explain..."
"Yes, she did, but I hated her for that."
"Then you didn´t hate her at all, you hate the fact of being a seer!"
"Look, I, I´m just trying to cooperate with IT, what else do you want from me?"
"The other girl interferes..."
"Who? Are you talking about Edith? Is that why you wanted me to give her the locket? You better stay away from her, missy or else..."
"What? You can´t kill me, I´m dead, remember?"
"I have never been good at obeying people and I´m certainly not gonna take orders from dead ones..."
She sat on the ground as she felt somewhat tortured by my harsh words. Her wide eyes moved me as they started to look cloudy.
"Do you think it´s easy for me to have a gift and not being able to use to save others?!" she protested. "NO ONE LISTENED TO ME, no one did that night of the fire, and it sure was big. Mother never believed me, she really did care about me when she could, but, but...she never got it, the gift of mine."
"Oh, c´mon now, don´t cry; it´s not a curse, in fact I´ll use to help others."
"Well, good luck with that, if you achieve that, then you´ll be able to set me free."
"And how long do you suppose that´s gonna take? A year, two, maybe?"
"No, much less than that. Wait until all of your paintings are sold. The Thousand will be able to see you through them and when that happens your visions will be shared with them."
"What the Hell is that supposed to mean? Caroline!"
She vanished again and now I saw myself back in the dining room; I had too much wine, Edith was fast asleep and it was around...3:15 AM, damn this ungodly hour!
Sunday, December 19, 2010
CHILDERMAS (continued).
Oh great, so now Droogie found out since I had her in my contacts and forwarded the "sad" news , so mostly all of her fans, so in a matter of let´s say another two hours the subject #rabbitisdead became a trending topic.
"Oh no, now she put tweeted it and you know what that means, " said Edith somewhat concerned .
"No, I´m truly afraid that I ignore how this works, but go right ahead my dear," I said while I was lying on my favorite couch laughing like an idiot.
"I got an idea! Why don´t I upload a picture to prove that he´s alive?" I proposed.
"That won´t work!" replied Edith. "They´ll think it´s old."
"How ´bout a video?"
"No, it´s the same thing, but I have an even better idea..."
So she suggested that I did some kind of public video chat to apologize. This was the very first time I did this, but it was hilarious. I had 11000 visits within one hour.
"Hey, there it´s me, the rabbit killer. I´m sorry for attempting to murder my own kind. It won´t happen again. Happy Childermas everyone."
I loved these comments,
What kind of viral joke is this, killing ur own kind? Are u some kind of cannibal? zuprboi
hahaha LOL I think this rocks! Thank God Scraps is alive. Luv ya. Laura
Meh, what one does for attention. U must be incredibly bored in there. mike
Mr. Black rules!!!! He´s freaking insane. mikester.
It just occurred to me that one famous person is connected to another potentially famous person a innocent rumor turns into actual news, silly rabbit.
(continued).
Oh great, so now Droogie found out since I had her in my contacts and forwarded the "sad" news , so mostly all of her fans, so in a matter of let´s say another two hours the subject #rabbitisdead became a trending topic.
"Oh no, now she put tweeted it and you know what that means, " said Edith somewhat concerned .
"No, I´m truly afraid that I ignore how this works, but go right ahead my dear," I said while I was lying on my favorite couch laughing like an idiot.
"I got an idea! Why don´t I upload a picture to prove that he´s alive?" I proposed.
"That won´t work!" replied Edith. "They´ll think it´s old."
"How ´bout a video?"
"No, it´s the same thing, but I have an even better idea..."
So she suggested that I did some kind of public video chat to apologize. This was the very first time I did this, but it was hilarious. I had 11000 visits within one hour.
"Hey, there it´s me, the rabbit killer. I´m sorry for attempting to murder my own kind. It won´t happen again. Happy Childermas everyone."
I loved these comments,
What kind of viral joke is this, killing ur own kind? Are u some kind of cannibal? zuprboi
hahaha LOL I think this rocks! Thank God Scraps is alive. Luv ya. Laura
Meh, what one does for attention. U must be incredibly bored in there. mike
Mr. Black rules!!!! He´s freaking insane. mikester.
It just occurred to me that one famous person is connected to another potentially famous person a innocent rumor turns into actual news, silly rabbit.
(continued).
Saturday, December 18, 2010
CHILDERMAS
"Your rabbit is dead, I´m truly sorry...I did all I could, sorry bro. Fly."
Oh, no way! This got me so pissed off but just then I remembered it was December 28th and it was this guy´s dirty habit to always play jokes on me, so it turns out it wasn´t true, so I went to pick him up. He also told me my little critter had too much personality it was starting to behave like I did.
I felt moved by this idea so I thought it would be nice to reprise this same prank on my social networks to see my follower´s reaction. In a matter of let´s say, about two hours, the rumor spread like some hideous disease.
One comment said:
"Awww, I´m so heart broken, Adrian, my most sincere condolences.."
or this one:
"HE IS TRULY IRREPLACEABLE."
or
"Need some help burying it? Just don´t flush it yet!"
The worst thing is that Edith found out because she reads my updates as well and then she came to me and said all cranky,
"Don´t you have anything better to do? Scraps is right here with us!"
"No,no wait don´t post that yet!" I told her laughing hysterically.
"Oh, I see, you´re doing that thing again like last year, huh? Just like April Fool´s Day..."
"Exactly. Just play along and no one gets hurt."
"Except for your child, of course..."
But this day was just starting...
(continued).
Oh, no way! This got me so pissed off but just then I remembered it was December 28th and it was this guy´s dirty habit to always play jokes on me, so it turns out it wasn´t true, so I went to pick him up. He also told me my little critter had too much personality it was starting to behave like I did.
I felt moved by this idea so I thought it would be nice to reprise this same prank on my social networks to see my follower´s reaction. In a matter of let´s say, about two hours, the rumor spread like some hideous disease.
One comment said:
"Awww, I´m so heart broken, Adrian, my most sincere condolences.."
or this one:
"HE IS TRULY IRREPLACEABLE."
or
"Need some help burying it? Just don´t flush it yet!"
The worst thing is that Edith found out because she reads my updates as well and then she came to me and said all cranky,
"Don´t you have anything better to do? Scraps is right here with us!"
"No,no wait don´t post that yet!" I told her laughing hysterically.
"Oh, I see, you´re doing that thing again like last year, huh? Just like April Fool´s Day..."
"Exactly. Just play along and no one gets hurt."
"Except for your child, of course..."
But this day was just starting...
(continued).
Friday, December 17, 2010
CRYPTIC
December 27th 2010, only four goddamn days till New Year´s Eve, New York weather is just fine and dandy, 29 degrees and gloomy skies wherever I turn around...disgusting.
As I was checking out the news today The Rabbit Of The Infinite Strength was sold for astounding 100 grand. In case you haven´t seen the thing it´s a rabbit painted in blood, yes, but not mine, so don´t ask me where it came from. Hmm, nope, I didn´t kill a rabbit either, kill my own kind? How rude.
His elongated and stylized ears resemble the Devil´s horns and proudly bears the infinity symbol upon its forehead. Whenever I saw I could easily make out other kinds of shapes, most of them of an open sexual nature. God, I love being subliminal and how these creatures multiply with such ease.
The buyer happened to be one of Droogie´s closest friends, some French newcomer pop artist dubbed Vainilla. She looked badass, but still another clone of the other girl. The difference was she was a bit younger and came from a rich, rich family. She was actually the one who was the Playground exhibition. She had her eyes set on that painting since day one, so as the saying goes, "the early bird gets the worm", that sort of thing.
On another channel I contacted Mark and asked him to join The Thousand. He said it seemed a cute idea yet I meant to make it something truly serious. It was undeniable that my shit had power beyond the ordinary, but let´s face it no one had the opportunity to come down here and look at them so I decided to take the supernatural effect on a higher level, thus my personal site began to get more cryptic than ever. If there were anyone who would be truly able to understand the meanings of my signs like the obsession with the 11, the infinity symbol, the Tarot and many other things I unearthed by nearly dying they´d be welcome to be invited to my secret group. They were only just a few clicks away, so let the games begin!
As I was checking out the news today The Rabbit Of The Infinite Strength was sold for astounding 100 grand. In case you haven´t seen the thing it´s a rabbit painted in blood, yes, but not mine, so don´t ask me where it came from. Hmm, nope, I didn´t kill a rabbit either, kill my own kind? How rude.
His elongated and stylized ears resemble the Devil´s horns and proudly bears the infinity symbol upon its forehead. Whenever I saw I could easily make out other kinds of shapes, most of them of an open sexual nature. God, I love being subliminal and how these creatures multiply with such ease.
The buyer happened to be one of Droogie´s closest friends, some French newcomer pop artist dubbed Vainilla. She looked badass, but still another clone of the other girl. The difference was she was a bit younger and came from a rich, rich family. She was actually the one who was the Playground exhibition. She had her eyes set on that painting since day one, so as the saying goes, "the early bird gets the worm", that sort of thing.
On another channel I contacted Mark and asked him to join The Thousand. He said it seemed a cute idea yet I meant to make it something truly serious. It was undeniable that my shit had power beyond the ordinary, but let´s face it no one had the opportunity to come down here and look at them so I decided to take the supernatural effect on a higher level, thus my personal site began to get more cryptic than ever. If there were anyone who would be truly able to understand the meanings of my signs like the obsession with the 11, the infinity symbol, the Tarot and many other things I unearthed by nearly dying they´d be welcome to be invited to my secret group. They were only just a few clicks away, so let the games begin!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
"My, you´re certainly hooked up this morning, are you?" said my unconditional Edith, who came to greet me while I was lost in my living room ´rearranging´ a very popular page.
"Why do you say that?" I answered with another question.
"Well, it´s very, very unusual that you spend so much time on a social network; it has been roughly about an hour already."
"So what if I did?, Punish me...I´ve been a very, very bad boy."
"Not really, you gave me this heart, remember?" she said playfully pointing at her neck. "Besides, that was even more valuable than the other gifts you gave me."
"Ah, yes, it´s evidence..."
"Really? I heard that before...oh, yes, the painting of the blue dog you made before we went to the party!"
"Hmm," I said placing my hand upon my chest, "That´s evidence as well; sharp intuition, very sharp and it turns out that it worked wonders! Now I know exactly what to do!"
I asked her to sit down politely so she could patiently observe the next project I had my hands on...in the good sense of the word.
"This is a secret group..."
"I believe it is indeed..."
"It´s not that simple to be part of a secret group, what do they have in common anyway?"
"Only they know, only will they truly understand because they are prepared to listen, they will help us change the world like never before. They are thinkers, artists, singers, poets, dancers and many more who every night live in the same playground..." I acted sort of mesmerized.
"How deep..."
"I found a tiny muse, she used to be the owner of that locket, C.K., Caroline King...our mystery roommate, of course, the question that remains is what does she want from us?"
"Us?"
"Yes...look further."
Edith reviewed the members of my elite group...and she was in it.
"How did you, you added me just like that?"
"You should be pickier with your passwords by the way."
"Fine, I´ll change it, but why do you want to be here?"
"Welcome to The Thousand...when we get past that very same number of members I will have proven my point."
"Which is?"
"I may horribly mad, my dear, I may be gifted, but then again, I´m not the only one, we´re not the only ones...tell me something...are you cold?"
"Ha, a little bit, are you?"
"Feel my hands..."
"Funny, they seem warmer now, how come?"
"Because I feel in peace, aren´t you?"
"Why do you say that?" I answered with another question.
"Well, it´s very, very unusual that you spend so much time on a social network; it has been roughly about an hour already."
"So what if I did?, Punish me...I´ve been a very, very bad boy."
"Not really, you gave me this heart, remember?" she said playfully pointing at her neck. "Besides, that was even more valuable than the other gifts you gave me."
"Ah, yes, it´s evidence..."
"Really? I heard that before...oh, yes, the painting of the blue dog you made before we went to the party!"
"Hmm," I said placing my hand upon my chest, "That´s evidence as well; sharp intuition, very sharp and it turns out that it worked wonders! Now I know exactly what to do!"
I asked her to sit down politely so she could patiently observe the next project I had my hands on...in the good sense of the word.
"This is a secret group..."
"I believe it is indeed..."
"It´s not that simple to be part of a secret group, what do they have in common anyway?"
"Only they know, only will they truly understand because they are prepared to listen, they will help us change the world like never before. They are thinkers, artists, singers, poets, dancers and many more who every night live in the same playground..." I acted sort of mesmerized.
"How deep..."
"I found a tiny muse, she used to be the owner of that locket, C.K., Caroline King...our mystery roommate, of course, the question that remains is what does she want from us?"
"Us?"
"Yes...look further."
Edith reviewed the members of my elite group...and she was in it.
"How did you, you added me just like that?"
"You should be pickier with your passwords by the way."
"Fine, I´ll change it, but why do you want to be here?"
"Welcome to The Thousand...when we get past that very same number of members I will have proven my point."
"Which is?"
"I may horribly mad, my dear, I may be gifted, but then again, I´m not the only one, we´re not the only ones...tell me something...are you cold?"
"Ha, a little bit, are you?"
"Feel my hands..."
"Funny, they seem warmer now, how come?"
"Because I feel in peace, aren´t you?"
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
CHAPTER SIX: REBIRTH
Interview with The New York Magazine, date unknown.
NYMag: Are we actually addressing the real Adrian Black or is just one of you many personalities?
AB: I believe you want to talk to Adrian, the artist, but probably what brought you here in the first place was my alter ego, the White Rabbit.
NYMag: You look sort of weary...
AB: Do I? I guess this should be a new look for me, decadent.
NYMag: So tell us what is your next move?
AB: Gather The Thousand, I´m not alone, I don´t work alone, I´m an octopus that has extra arms to rule the world, a thousand arms to be exact...
Aughhh...what day is it today? Oh yeah, after Christmas. Nasty dream, no big deal, but I did have a more sinister look, though, like I was possessed.
I started acting following my intuition and fortunately I felt much better, and until now before I continue my deranged activities these are things I´m absolutely sure about:
1. I am an artist, even beyond the day I die.
2. I have many names besides the one I was born with, but deep down I´m still the same goddamn person ever since I left Elyria.
3. I´m bisexual, so that means I´m ever so full of love to give and spread.
4. Edith is essential to me and for every other aspect of my life.
5. I am gifted to see the past, the present and the future with more accuracy, but it´s not an easy job and the visions are meant to come true someday.
6. I needed an army, a powerful army of artists to reshape the way things are done today.
If this is starting to look like some sort of manifesto then that means I´m on the right track towards insanity.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
THE RIVER RUNS BLACK
"I´m sorry, Edith; I lied to you..."
She looked pretty pale, but then again it could have been the cool morning breeze. She had never been to my hometown so the next Christmas morning I explained that there was this one place I was literally dying to take her to, and that was none other than the Black River in Elyria.
On the east side of the river there were a series of amazing falls and they were frozen at the moment. I used to come here for inspiration when I was younger but the access to them was very difficult. There wasn´t much to look at back then, just ruins, but then again my dark, occult side always a passion for old sites.
"Mom was right, I was about six years old when I fell into this river. You see, after I saw the helpless rabbit I went down all the way to try to reach and grab him..."
"Oh..." she said with awe.
"...But then again little old me was helpless as well; the ice was too thin so I fell too."
"Oh, my God! Wasn´t there anybody nearby to save you?"
"Yes, but I got out all by myself luckily. I lost consciousness after a while. Somehow, the rabbit started to kick me with all his might and then I realized I had to get out. After I carefully climbed out of the ice I placed the white rabbit on the ground and he wouldn´t stop moving its hind legs again and again until he froze to death..."
"Oh no..." she said.
"Yeah, yeah, he gave his life to save mine but I had to admit his strength was incredible. So instead of burying him or whatever I tossed him back into the water, he was meant to be there anyway. After that I felt very sick but still wanted to come back here so badly but Mother wouldn´t let me and that´s when..."
"If I´m not mistaking that seems like this last November, history repeats itself?" said Edith looking below the Black River bridge.
"Yes, I figured out that strength doesn´t come from just the body, it comes from the spirit, so even the smallest of creatures has enough will to carry on until his last breath so could I...I..." I leaned against the bridge too and felt somewhat emotional, "I felt so mad at myself for being so weak, so I drew the rabbit so it could be a constant reminder to never give up fighting, a talisman, a charm..."
"That is so sweet," said Edith as she hugged me tightly.
"I saw this very same spot yesterday in a dream, actually every time I visit my folks I come back here maybe just for a while because something might be waiting for me down there, like a spirit...do you know why I keep seeing the number 11 everywhere?"
"No, you never told me that, why?"
"You see, the Tree of Life has ten spheres which represent the path into spiritual enlightment, yet there is an eleventh one which stands for hidden or occult knowledge. I read that intuitively while going to the library at school...I had a lot of spare time on my hands."
"So now you are embracing these things free of guilt, that´s great!"
"Ritual is an important painting to me because it speaks of the bond I have with that silly creature, since he is the white one I am the black one; together we create or together we shall destroy the world...",
"Since today represents the Birth of Christ it should work well to be a creative day, nothing can go wrong now, right? You and me together, facing all the perils of New York."
I smiled as I placed my head below my arms, "If you say so, next year will be quite a bundle since I´m getting busier than ever."
"Because you deserve it! You like doing what you´re doing, don´t you?"
"Sure. Now I feel like a messenger for the dark arts...come here, close your eyes, I´ll give you something..." I pulled out her hand. "Open them."
"You want to give me this? It´s beautiful, very classic but very beautiful..."
"The message is what counts the most. Home is where the heart is, it´s wordplay, so if you ever feel lonely think of this as my heart and soul, that way you´ll always have somewhere to go...Merry Christmas, kid."
"Thank you."
She looked pretty pale, but then again it could have been the cool morning breeze. She had never been to my hometown so the next Christmas morning I explained that there was this one place I was literally dying to take her to, and that was none other than the Black River in Elyria.
On the east side of the river there were a series of amazing falls and they were frozen at the moment. I used to come here for inspiration when I was younger but the access to them was very difficult. There wasn´t much to look at back then, just ruins, but then again my dark, occult side always a passion for old sites.
"Mom was right, I was about six years old when I fell into this river. You see, after I saw the helpless rabbit I went down all the way to try to reach and grab him..."
"Oh..." she said with awe.
"...But then again little old me was helpless as well; the ice was too thin so I fell too."
"Oh, my God! Wasn´t there anybody nearby to save you?"
"Yes, but I got out all by myself luckily. I lost consciousness after a while. Somehow, the rabbit started to kick me with all his might and then I realized I had to get out. After I carefully climbed out of the ice I placed the white rabbit on the ground and he wouldn´t stop moving its hind legs again and again until he froze to death..."
"Oh no..." she said.
"Yeah, yeah, he gave his life to save mine but I had to admit his strength was incredible. So instead of burying him or whatever I tossed him back into the water, he was meant to be there anyway. After that I felt very sick but still wanted to come back here so badly but Mother wouldn´t let me and that´s when..."
"If I´m not mistaking that seems like this last November, history repeats itself?" said Edith looking below the Black River bridge.
"Yes, I figured out that strength doesn´t come from just the body, it comes from the spirit, so even the smallest of creatures has enough will to carry on until his last breath so could I...I..." I leaned against the bridge too and felt somewhat emotional, "I felt so mad at myself for being so weak, so I drew the rabbit so it could be a constant reminder to never give up fighting, a talisman, a charm..."
"That is so sweet," said Edith as she hugged me tightly.
"I saw this very same spot yesterday in a dream, actually every time I visit my folks I come back here maybe just for a while because something might be waiting for me down there, like a spirit...do you know why I keep seeing the number 11 everywhere?"
"No, you never told me that, why?"
"You see, the Tree of Life has ten spheres which represent the path into spiritual enlightment, yet there is an eleventh one which stands for hidden or occult knowledge. I read that intuitively while going to the library at school...I had a lot of spare time on my hands."
"So now you are embracing these things free of guilt, that´s great!"
"Ritual is an important painting to me because it speaks of the bond I have with that silly creature, since he is the white one I am the black one; together we create or together we shall destroy the world...",
"Since today represents the Birth of Christ it should work well to be a creative day, nothing can go wrong now, right? You and me together, facing all the perils of New York."
I smiled as I placed my head below my arms, "If you say so, next year will be quite a bundle since I´m getting busier than ever."
"Because you deserve it! You like doing what you´re doing, don´t you?"
"Sure. Now I feel like a messenger for the dark arts...come here, close your eyes, I´ll give you something..." I pulled out her hand. "Open them."
"You want to give me this? It´s beautiful, very classic but very beautiful..."
"The message is what counts the most. Home is where the heart is, it´s wordplay, so if you ever feel lonely think of this as my heart and soul, that way you´ll always have somewhere to go...Merry Christmas, kid."
"Thank you."
Monday, December 13, 2010
HOME (continued):
Among other things I wanted to give my folks something they would remember me by, something that money cannot buy, and what better way than art...OK, so it turns out you can buy art. Anyway, I made a twin painting of Ritual in my spare time, believe it or not. The big difference was this one had the Tree of Life upside down.
"I was never aware you were so involved into the supernatural, dear, " said Mother.
"Of course I was!" I said a bit upset. Don´t you remember about the time I went to the Black River?" I said while we sat down for an after dinner conversation.
"Oh yes, but then I thought you just sat down and played all afternoon. You see, my dear," as she referred to Edith, "my little Adrian was quite an adventurer, but then again he might have been a bit too curious. So one December morning he got out and took his backpack full of his favorite, what was it, ah! I think you were about six years old and then you told me that you had seen this rabbit in the frozen river, right?"
"I see! So that certainly explains a LOT of things, right sweetie?" said Edith somewhat sarcastic.
"Everything´s coming back to me now, yes, yes, I guess there are things then that stay with you forever..."
"Hmm, right, right. Well that´s exactly what he´s been doing these last few months. He´s practically obsessed with rabbits, he even has a real one."
"A very sexy one, I must add, just like his owner.." I said.
"Is he always like that around you, Edith, can you really stand him?" said my dad joking.
"I think he´s spoiled right now. It certainly has been a very introspective year for both of us. But, especially for me, and I´d like to thank you guys for being so great with me because again, this place feels so becoming, just like, like..."
"Like me?" I asked innocently.
"Yes..."
(continued)
Among other things I wanted to give my folks something they would remember me by, something that money cannot buy, and what better way than art...OK, so it turns out you can buy art. Anyway, I made a twin painting of Ritual in my spare time, believe it or not. The big difference was this one had the Tree of Life upside down.
"I was never aware you were so involved into the supernatural, dear, " said Mother.
"Of course I was!" I said a bit upset. Don´t you remember about the time I went to the Black River?" I said while we sat down for an after dinner conversation.
"Oh yes, but then I thought you just sat down and played all afternoon. You see, my dear," as she referred to Edith, "my little Adrian was quite an adventurer, but then again he might have been a bit too curious. So one December morning he got out and took his backpack full of his favorite, what was it, ah! I think you were about six years old and then you told me that you had seen this rabbit in the frozen river, right?"
"I see! So that certainly explains a LOT of things, right sweetie?" said Edith somewhat sarcastic.
"Everything´s coming back to me now, yes, yes, I guess there are things then that stay with you forever..."
"Hmm, right, right. Well that´s exactly what he´s been doing these last few months. He´s practically obsessed with rabbits, he even has a real one."
"A very sexy one, I must add, just like his owner.." I said.
"Is he always like that around you, Edith, can you really stand him?" said my dad joking.
"I think he´s spoiled right now. It certainly has been a very introspective year for both of us. But, especially for me, and I´d like to thank you guys for being so great with me because again, this place feels so becoming, just like, like..."
"Like me?" I asked innocently.
"Yes..."
(continued)
Sunday, December 12, 2010
HOME
Although I do this every year Mother always tells me she misses me dearly. A lot of people say I inherited her beauty but I look more like my dad anyway. She felt very pleased with Edith but little by little she would have to get used to the idea that this one girl is a very important part of my life.
(continued).
(continued).
Saturday, December 11, 2010
LOCKET
I found a rather handsome surprise after I accidentally threw my hand inside the pocket in my coat. It was a heart-shaped gold locket with an inscription that said,
"Home is where the heart is."
and the initials "C.K.". I´d say this could be some sort of present and I could also say how did it get there in the first place, but I think the most important thing of all would be the message. I think I was about to discover something really good was waiting for me.
"Are we there yet?" whispered Edith after she slowly woke up from the long trip.
"Yes, we´re there..."
"That´s a nice little thing, were did you get it?" she asked me.
"You´re never gonna believe me..."
Friday, December 10, 2010
EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE
"I tell you, woman, I felt displaced a few months ago and now things are finally beginning to take shape, " I said to Edith while on the train that would take us to Elyria. It was almost around six in the afternoon, December 24th and I felt like nothing at all. She looked serene and tried to act like everything was alright I could see deep down she wasn´t.
"I see now, did you enjoy it?" she said. I knew what she was talking about and for some goddamn reason it made me kinda shy.
"Well," I coughed, "you should know by now what I already like, don´t you?"
"I KNOW that, Adrian, you told me some time ago when we were dating, remember? All I´m saying is if you enjoyed it, as in did you have a good time over there?"
"I had to, because I couldn´t let them make look like an idiot."
"Why does that bother you, are you afraid that you´ll be put in a bad spotlight? Your pride is so huge you are willing to take that extra mile?" she said slightly upset.
"For your information I did enjoy it, I would gladly do it again," I said referring to that naughty kissing challenge. "Besides, you can´t complain, I came perfectly fine with you." I hugged her tightly and
"Fine, I was just checking, no need for details. I must admit that was a rather mad party."
"Just answer me this, would you have done it if they´d pick you and another girl?" I asked her being totally serious.
"No, I don´t think so, not like you did, probably just something mild, but no tongue involved."
"I see...I still don´t think you´re boring at all, only more conservative. I like that, you don´t have to do it if you don´t want to, and never to please me, because that would be extremely selfish of me."
"Sure.." she said staring in mid air.
"Anyway, I can almost see my hometown, the birthplace of geniuses, home of the champions," Edith broke in laughter; I knew I could make her smile again somehow.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
RABBITS WOULD NEVER HURT YOU
I found Caroline again, but she woke at about 4 AM and I wasn´t exactly in the mood to greet her because I had to get up early for my trip to Ohio. I followed her lurking through the hallway next to my room, but instead of coming down the stairs it felt more like falling down a rabbit hole.
"So how was it?" she asked in a openly naïve way. She was dragging a patchwork rabbit with enormous ears that for a second there looked very much like a deformed version of my very own Scraps.
"I´m sorry?" I asked.
"You were really great back there, you truly proved yourself tonight. But this is only the beginning."
"Listen, you are a little girl and sometimes grownups do things we can´t discuss with you, so maybe you´ll understand when you´re older."
"Adrian, I´M A GHOST! I cannot age, you see, therefore it really doesn´t matter when I see this. That lady singer is as powerful as you are. Both of you will make great things together next year, but..."
"Don´t try that on me cuz you know that I´ll ask you..."
"Then you know already what I´m going to say, is that right?" she said, confident.
"Probably, but I´m making my own luck instead of listening to charlatans. And trust me I still believe in all of that but I´m not afraid anymore."
"Oh, so you dare challenge the unknown, do you?"
"YES, I DO, IT CAN´T HURT ME. Whatever it is that you passed to me, this..."
"The rabbit? Do you think a furry, helpless, cute and soft little bunny can´t harm you? Ha, ha, ha !" Her laughter, started to give the chills, "...how wrong you are..."
"Owww!"
"Sweetie, what´s the matter, another bad dream?" said Edith desperately. I was back in my bed, but a stabbing pain woke me up, I think it was my stomach, how come?
"Damn, I fell like I´ve been pinched with a needle like a goddamn voodoo doll..." I said to her.
"Then your nerves are acting up, I thought you´d be...relaxed by now," she said as she kissed me gently. "Everything´s alright..." If so, then how come the pain won´t go away?
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
CONFIDENT
I played to win. Whatever happened last night I did it to get in full control, not because I was experimenting new forms of pleasure. Besides, Edith was already aware of that as she began to go out with me, so she was slightly surprised, not jealous just surprised.
I sensed the power in these goddamn creatures of the night and instead of being a victim I acted with incredible confidence as I was ready to step into something even greater. They say I may have risked my reputation but they ignored that I manipulated the situation in order to win Droogie´s respect and attract other vermin which would mean more potential customers. By next year I would have them eating out of my hand. The question was now, was I risking too much already, was I crossing some invisible line, was I being faithful to that stupid mantra mentioned earlier that being an artist I could get away with it?
Hence, Edith still craved that fearlessness in me. I looked at her and knew she was more conquerable than ever because of what she experienced back there, so we both gave in made love like mad rabbits.
I was in control alright.
(continued).
I sensed the power in these goddamn creatures of the night and instead of being a victim I acted with incredible confidence as I was ready to step into something even greater. They say I may have risked my reputation but they ignored that I manipulated the situation in order to win Droogie´s respect and attract other vermin which would mean more potential customers. By next year I would have them eating out of my hand. The question was now, was I risking too much already, was I crossing some invisible line, was I being faithful to that stupid mantra mentioned earlier that being an artist I could get away with it?
Hence, Edith still craved that fearlessness in me. I looked at her and knew she was more conquerable than ever because of what she experienced back there, so we both gave in made love like mad rabbits.
I was in control alright.
(continued).
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
ABUSED: (continued):
She set me up, she really did, but still Droogie trusted me enough to do this, I was truly a heffer to the slaughter. It's like for some goddamn reason we instantly made a connection since day one and I must have been something even deeper than sexual attraction; I took it more as s spiritual friendship...yes, she was clever enough as I was because we had exactly the same nature, deep down we were freaking creatures of the night and we would show just how evil we could get.
The mystery fellows hidden in the cages revealed themselves as soon as the curtains dropped as the diva cried,
And so the first victims of the evening were a voluptuous brunette and a this sort of bulky, tall, Brooklyn style black dude. They were randomly chosen for everyone else´s amusement.
The game was simple but it got more twisted throughout the evening; each rabbit drew two different ideas, sometimes they were pretty much OK, others...not so much.
"So what will it be tonight, Donna and Glizten?" said Droogie hoping her guests would walk away with a huge surprise. Fortunately, it was just KISS THE GIRL.
"NICE! Very, very nice, Old St. Nick will sure be pleased! Now let´s welcome another happy couple, and to give you a little bit of holiday cheer I have prepared some mistletoe! Who will it be this time? I have a strong feeling..."
Everyone went nuts over who would be next, Edith and I just turned around and felt incredibly amused at how the crowd was literally glued to Droogie´s charms; some adored her, some would rather see her rot in Hell but sure no one had an indifferent...except for me, and that was to be my big mistake because I looked too damn obvious.
So I was ´taken by the force´ by the henchmen and so was another guest, who happened to be a guy. He was blonde, well-built , probably in his twenties, nothing out of the ordinary, but I think I looked better.
"My, my, my, we certainly have two young desirable smart brattys, naughty, naughty rabbits, what have you done this time?" she said. Somehow I wasn´t scared to death because being on stage made feel so incredibly confident, so powerful, so on top of the world.
She pretended she didn´t know me, " And who might you be?"
And obviously I mentioned my name. "And what about you, my dear, are you feeling lucky tonight? Do you think I can join you and make a terrible trio?" she turned to the blonde dude. "What say you Donna and Glitzen? Hmm, let´s see what surprises we have in store for you two..."
God, they drew the words KISS THE BOY.
"No, no, no, Charlie boy, not me, it´s actually between you two!"
The crowd roared but at the same time the girls cried out loud. Charlie hesitated and wanted to step away, but I didn´t because I understood well it was just a game, so college-like. I couldn´t see Edith though, but if she would have been heavily opposed I would have definitely heard her voice, but then again it was too loud.
So I walked to the side of the stage and everyone was actually cheering for me.
"Oh, Droogie´s getting rather sad because there´s not any lubbilubbing in the air.." she frowned.
There was no turning back this time. "Oh, what the Hell, anything for you, darling!" I shouted. And so I did it, I finally kissed Charlie knowing it was just for pure good, clean fun, but what was rather unexpected for me is that he was enjoying and he became more engaged. Did he use his tongue, yes he did, but I couldn´t let him win. That moment lasted roughly about two minutes but it felt like an eternity, for Charlie boy felt so damn comfortable around me, I do believe he was straight but I´m not sure if he would have done it with any other dude.
"NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY, EXCELLENT! REAL HORRORSHOW THERE, LADS! Let´s have a round of applause." cried Droogie.
She set me up, she really did, but still Droogie trusted me enough to do this, I was truly a heffer to the slaughter. It's like for some goddamn reason we instantly made a connection since day one and I must have been something even deeper than sexual attraction; I took it more as s spiritual friendship...yes, she was clever enough as I was because we had exactly the same nature, deep down we were freaking creatures of the night and we would show just how evil we could get.
The mystery fellows hidden in the cages revealed themselves as soon as the curtains dropped as the diva cried,
"There you are, Cupid and Prankster. Fetch me some droogs and fine young devotchkas so we can have a go at naughty naughty and niceyness tonight!"
And so the first victims of the evening were a voluptuous brunette and a this sort of bulky, tall, Brooklyn style black dude. They were randomly chosen for everyone else´s amusement.
The game was simple but it got more twisted throughout the evening; each rabbit drew two different ideas, sometimes they were pretty much OK, others...not so much.
"So what will it be tonight, Donna and Glizten?" said Droogie hoping her guests would walk away with a huge surprise. Fortunately, it was just KISS THE GIRL.
"NICE! Very, very nice, Old St. Nick will sure be pleased! Now let´s welcome another happy couple, and to give you a little bit of holiday cheer I have prepared some mistletoe! Who will it be this time? I have a strong feeling..."
Everyone went nuts over who would be next, Edith and I just turned around and felt incredibly amused at how the crowd was literally glued to Droogie´s charms; some adored her, some would rather see her rot in Hell but sure no one had an indifferent...except for me, and that was to be my big mistake because I looked too damn obvious.
So I was ´taken by the force´ by the henchmen and so was another guest, who happened to be a guy. He was blonde, well-built , probably in his twenties, nothing out of the ordinary, but I think I looked better.
"My, my, my, we certainly have two young desirable smart brattys, naughty, naughty rabbits, what have you done this time?" she said. Somehow I wasn´t scared to death because being on stage made feel so incredibly confident, so powerful, so on top of the world.
She pretended she didn´t know me, " And who might you be?"
And obviously I mentioned my name. "And what about you, my dear, are you feeling lucky tonight? Do you think I can join you and make a terrible trio?" she turned to the blonde dude. "What say you Donna and Glitzen? Hmm, let´s see what surprises we have in store for you two..."
God, they drew the words KISS THE BOY.
"No, no, no, Charlie boy, not me, it´s actually between you two!"
The crowd roared but at the same time the girls cried out loud. Charlie hesitated and wanted to step away, but I didn´t because I understood well it was just a game, so college-like. I couldn´t see Edith though, but if she would have been heavily opposed I would have definitely heard her voice, but then again it was too loud.
So I walked to the side of the stage and everyone was actually cheering for me.
"Oh, Droogie´s getting rather sad because there´s not any lubbilubbing in the air.." she frowned.
There was no turning back this time. "Oh, what the Hell, anything for you, darling!" I shouted. And so I did it, I finally kissed Charlie knowing it was just for pure good, clean fun, but what was rather unexpected for me is that he was enjoying and he became more engaged. Did he use his tongue, yes he did, but I couldn´t let him win. That moment lasted roughly about two minutes but it felt like an eternity, for Charlie boy felt so damn comfortable around me, I do believe he was straight but I´m not sure if he would have done it with any other dude.
"NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY, EXCELLENT! REAL HORRORSHOW THERE, LADS! Let´s have a round of applause." cried Droogie.
Monday, December 6, 2010
ABUSED (continued):
"Just give in, just give in..." I tried to make those words stick as though they were part of a spell. Maybe if I repeated them that many times they would let me adapt to the surroundings and hopefully get through the night.
But the lights went dim, a uncomfortable silence filled the room but I paid special attention to some strategically placed cages, hoping to see if some hot girls would come out of them.
A handsome cloud of smoke invaded the stage and two tall half-naked men with silver body paint slowly emerged; each wore a rabbit´s head with notoriously tall ears. Hmm, this part didn´t surprise me in the least, but what actually did was that they also had the infinity symbol in their foreheads...just like the mysterious creature that Caroline spewed out of her mouth.
Droogie tampered that beloved poem at the same time that she treated her dancers like fake reindeer and grabbed a sort of glamorized whip. She was literally dressed to kill; a sort of Clockwork Orange inspired, black leather outfit with a set of ridiculously tall stilettos, her makeup was simple but her eyelashes were intentionally larger...and she still managed to dance and prance around all night. Now that I realized she was shorter than I recall, it seemed even more obvious as she stood beside her partners.
They progressively removed their rabbit´s heads and they had even more makeup than Droogie herself, which reminded me by the way of that Annie Lennox video from the 90s , No More I Love Yous.
The rabbit models didn´t speak a single word, yet they held picket signs with apparently naughty and nice words on them.
Droogie paused for a moment and proposed a game, "so, how NAUGHTY or how NICE have you been this year, my little droogs? Let´s find out, shall we?!"
And this is where things got a little bit out of hand I´m a tad embarrassed to write them...
(continued):
"Just give in, just give in..." I tried to make those words stick as though they were part of a spell. Maybe if I repeated them that many times they would let me adapt to the surroundings and hopefully get through the night.
But the lights went dim, a uncomfortable silence filled the room but I paid special attention to some strategically placed cages, hoping to see if some hot girls would come out of them.
A handsome cloud of smoke invaded the stage and two tall half-naked men with silver body paint slowly emerged; each wore a rabbit´s head with notoriously tall ears. Hmm, this part didn´t surprise me in the least, but what actually did was that they also had the infinity symbol in their foreheads...just like the mysterious creature that Caroline spewed out of her mouth.
"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,
my stockings were hung in the chimney without care,
hoping naughty St. Nick would be there...
Now Crasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Big Big Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donna and Glitzen!
Get down on the floor! to the top of the wall!
Now dance away! Dance away! Dance away all!
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the fur on his back was as white as the snow.
When I tried to kiss-a-kiss-a-kiss him I thought he was a gonner,
he was SO hot, hot, hot, but um, go easy on the eyeliner, sugar!
Droogie tampered that beloved poem at the same time that she treated her dancers like fake reindeer and grabbed a sort of glamorized whip. She was literally dressed to kill; a sort of Clockwork Orange inspired, black leather outfit with a set of ridiculously tall stilettos, her makeup was simple but her eyelashes were intentionally larger...and she still managed to dance and prance around all night. Now that I realized she was shorter than I recall, it seemed even more obvious as she stood beside her partners.
They progressively removed their rabbit´s heads and they had even more makeup than Droogie herself, which reminded me by the way of that Annie Lennox video from the 90s , No More I Love Yous.
The rabbit models didn´t speak a single word, yet they held picket signs with apparently naughty and nice words on them.
Droogie paused for a moment and proposed a game, "so, how NAUGHTY or how NICE have you been this year, my little droogs? Let´s find out, shall we?!"
And this is where things got a little bit out of hand I´m a tad embarrassed to write them...
(continued):
Sunday, December 5, 2010
ABUSED (continued):
How wrong was she. The place I´ll have to say was for one night absolute royalty. Droogie had been throwing these parties since 2008 when she was just starting in the music business. What was so different about her? Simple, she just adored theatricality and applied it in her everyday life, at least that´s what I heard from Stefan, who used and old college friend. He gave me a very warm greeting, but, um, I think he secretly had the hots for me and now it seemed irrelevant.
"Hi, Adrian! I can´t believe I´d found you here, it´s SO amazing!" he said. The guy inevitably had damn good taste from head to toe, clean-cut and sophisticated, nothing like when I met him the first time because he wasn´t an absolute hell of a mess.
"I´m glad you came a long way, " I answered politely. At the same time I held Edith´s hand very tightly as a sign of affection. "This is my girl, by the way, Edith."
"You look so adorable!" said Stefan. "He hasn´t driven you mad yet?"
Edith gave a smart answer, "No, actually that´s my job, dealing with crazy people like him all the time."
"Excellent! So you know, I´m currently working for Hell´s Closet, which is a very ambitious collective that designs for Droogie and it´s like we have to be creative 48/7. That means we have to stretch each day as much as possible!"
"Totally," said George, another one of Droogie´s collaborators, some dude named George. "That woman changes her look SO fast that we had to apply The Red Queen Effect."
"Come again?" I asked.
"If you want to get anywhere else you have to run twice as fast! And by the way it´s the ONLY way to survive in this business."
"I wasn´t familiar with that term, but I think you might be quoting something that the Red Queen said to Alice," I said.
"Obviously," said Stefan. "So, I heard about your new show, it was really something."
"I tried SOMETHING new and unusual this time," I said.
"Well, whatever´s in the artwork it sure has Droogie head over heels. It´s like she told me she keeps staring at it all the time and she gets these amazing ideas, it´s like a talisman for endless inspiration or something."
"You don´t believe in black magic or any of those things, do you?" said George playfully.
"Yes, I do. In fact, there are ghosts where I live and they talk to me all the time, they call them gallerists."
Suddenly, they laughed in unison.
"And that´s why I´m moving on to Chelsea earlier next year. " I said.
"That´s amazing!, " cried Stefan. "I have a friend over there who´s a photographer, hope you bump into him sometime."
I felt sort of uncomfortable with that last comment so I attempted to cleverly change the subject, "So, what´s Droogie gonna present this time?"
"Oh, you´ll see, like I said we´ve been working very hard on the concepts for her new tour next year, it´s sort of like dada, minimalist, in fact this is more like a runway show, performance kinda thing."
"We´re actually looking forward to beat what Terrence Koh does. Our girl is so full of suprises...she´s a dream come true, a goddess, if you will, " said George so mesmerized.
"I have a strong feeling of what she will ´surprise´us with, and I´m no psychic," I said.
The intuition was invading me like a nasty virus. Now I was beginning to understand why the whole thing about the blue dog, as my girl explained earlier.
(continued):
How wrong was she. The place I´ll have to say was for one night absolute royalty. Droogie had been throwing these parties since 2008 when she was just starting in the music business. What was so different about her? Simple, she just adored theatricality and applied it in her everyday life, at least that´s what I heard from Stefan, who used and old college friend. He gave me a very warm greeting, but, um, I think he secretly had the hots for me and now it seemed irrelevant.
"Hi, Adrian! I can´t believe I´d found you here, it´s SO amazing!" he said. The guy inevitably had damn good taste from head to toe, clean-cut and sophisticated, nothing like when I met him the first time because he wasn´t an absolute hell of a mess.
"I´m glad you came a long way, " I answered politely. At the same time I held Edith´s hand very tightly as a sign of affection. "This is my girl, by the way, Edith."
"You look so adorable!" said Stefan. "He hasn´t driven you mad yet?"
Edith gave a smart answer, "No, actually that´s my job, dealing with crazy people like him all the time."
"Excellent! So you know, I´m currently working for Hell´s Closet, which is a very ambitious collective that designs for Droogie and it´s like we have to be creative 48/7. That means we have to stretch each day as much as possible!"
"Totally," said George, another one of Droogie´s collaborators, some dude named George. "That woman changes her look SO fast that we had to apply The Red Queen Effect."
"Come again?" I asked.
"If you want to get anywhere else you have to run twice as fast! And by the way it´s the ONLY way to survive in this business."
"I wasn´t familiar with that term, but I think you might be quoting something that the Red Queen said to Alice," I said.
"Obviously," said Stefan. "So, I heard about your new show, it was really something."
"I tried SOMETHING new and unusual this time," I said.
"Well, whatever´s in the artwork it sure has Droogie head over heels. It´s like she told me she keeps staring at it all the time and she gets these amazing ideas, it´s like a talisman for endless inspiration or something."
"You don´t believe in black magic or any of those things, do you?" said George playfully.
"Yes, I do. In fact, there are ghosts where I live and they talk to me all the time, they call them gallerists."
Suddenly, they laughed in unison.
"And that´s why I´m moving on to Chelsea earlier next year. " I said.
"That´s amazing!, " cried Stefan. "I have a friend over there who´s a photographer, hope you bump into him sometime."
I felt sort of uncomfortable with that last comment so I attempted to cleverly change the subject, "So, what´s Droogie gonna present this time?"
"Oh, you´ll see, like I said we´ve been working very hard on the concepts for her new tour next year, it´s sort of like dada, minimalist, in fact this is more like a runway show, performance kinda thing."
"We´re actually looking forward to beat what Terrence Koh does. Our girl is so full of suprises...she´s a dream come true, a goddess, if you will, " said George so mesmerized.
"I have a strong feeling of what she will ´surprise´us with, and I´m no psychic," I said.
The intuition was invading me like a nasty virus. Now I was beginning to understand why the whole thing about the blue dog, as my girl explained earlier.
(continued):
Saturday, December 4, 2010
ABUSED
"Come, come now, my little droogies, let's make this night a real horrorshow! No glum faces or I'll for sure shive you to bits!"
Those words came from the woman of the hour herself, Ms. Droogie.
Thus my mesmerizing, unforgettable evening began this way.
I didn't frequent the parties at SoHo very much, in fact I heard some very tall tales about the rich and famous and now thanks to the magic tricks I came up with. It turns out that it was a small world after all and I met some old I faces back from college.
What really attracted me was the personal invitation that Droogie handed out had high design from top to bottom.Her image was that of a bleeding eye with too much eyeliner, which explains why she became obsessed with one of my paintings with the similar theme. As I opened to my surprise the hour in which she was set to appear at the SoHo Grand Hotel was 11 0´clock, stating,
ARE YOU READY?
"Yeah, sure, I´m ready, girl. I´ve always been ready," I answered back to Edith. She was a dream come true; she wore the classic little black dress which revealed her well chiseled shoulders. She knew very well I liked to see that , so it meant that it would keep me on a leash for the rest of the evening.
(continued):
Those words came from the woman of the hour herself, Ms. Droogie.
Thus my mesmerizing, unforgettable evening began this way.
I didn't frequent the parties at SoHo very much, in fact I heard some very tall tales about the rich and famous and now thanks to the magic tricks I came up with. It turns out that it was a small world after all and I met some old I faces back from college.
What really attracted me was the personal invitation that Droogie handed out had high design from top to bottom.Her image was that of a bleeding eye with too much eyeliner, which explains why she became obsessed with one of my paintings with the similar theme. As I opened to my surprise the hour in which she was set to appear at the SoHo Grand Hotel was 11 0´clock, stating,
" all hallows rise at 11, don´t be late."At this point the coincidences between started to become more evident, so I decided to picture my visions like this huge wave and I was just standing in the way waiting to be invaded by them, "just give in, give in..."
ARE YOU READY?
"Yeah, sure, I´m ready, girl. I´ve always been ready," I answered back to Edith. She was a dream come true; she wore the classic little black dress which revealed her well chiseled shoulders. She knew very well I liked to see that , so it meant that it would keep me on a leash for the rest of the evening.
(continued):
Friday, December 3, 2010
AFTERMATH (continued):
"It´s OK if you wanna come with me, your presence doesn´t bother me at all, but still I have a feeling things might change after tonight." I said.
"Why so?" said Edith.
"Because, like I explained before, there´s something very unusual lurking in this place. But on the other hand, I´m starting to think it´s actually me," I said, but then I wish I could that back because it sounded like I had very low self-esteem.
"There´s nothing wrong with you, Adrian! You´re truly something, but never a failure, not to me," replied Edith.
"What about you? Wasn´t your little number last night a clear sign that you´re desperate for attention, that you don´t exist?"
"NO! Of course not. Just because I´m not that well-known like you doesn´t mean I´ve developed some sort of jealously if that´s what´s probably on your mind."
"Don´t say that, it sounds kind of over the top, don´t you think? Then again, I´m starting to realize that you´re not willing to go down with me to the bottom of the rabbit hole. Right after I mentioned the whole thing about the supernatural presence here you´re just walking away quietly."
"Fine, you want me to tell you that I believe that too? I could do it, but I´m not going to, and you know why? "
"Why?"
She sat down with me, "Gosh, your hands are so cold all the time...look, I´m just here to help you."
"Then stop treating me like I was one of your patients! Besides, it´s tolerable if I act differently because I´m artist, I can get away with it and nobody cares."
Edith stepped up and turned around. "Oh, I can´t believe this. I´ll pretend I didn´t hear that. "
"Tell me something right here, right now? Are you afraid to lose me? Do you think any other girl, or even any other guy could easily come here and steal me away from you?
She paused for a long moment.
"I thought I knew you. But then somehow you manage to change so that they can say you´re unpredictable like lightning, and that´s OK but keep it in your work, not in our personal life."
"Right then, you don´t know me, Edith, you refuse to, you´re afraid of my sense of freedom because you have never given yourself that opportunity. I risked a lot and I won in the end..."
"Me too! Did it ever occur to you that it was so difficult for me to overcome many traumas and then act like I´m in control so I can function in my everyday work. You saw me."
"You see what I mean? We´re two strangers now. But like I said, if you wanna come with me tonight; it ain´t that important to me anyway, I just want you to be by my side before I try jump again from the rooftop like I did the other day."
"I like doing those things with you, I think it´s truly fascinating to be with other crowds."
I wrapped her very tightly and said out loud, "you matter to me, kid, more than you think. I couldn´t trade you for any other person, not only because you help me fight my demons but because you listen to me every single word that comes out of me. You see the real me, not the other sides of me, and I don´t wanna go back and experience that. That´s why I said that you didn´t have to act all nasty last night." I took a deep sigh, "I love you so much I really thought I lost you for a second there..."
"Well, I can´t promise that I won´t be so impulsive anymore, but then again you should be more sincere. It´s a bit ridiculous that you feel intimidated now, don´t you think?" She noticed that I was sort of trembling with fear so she shook my shoulders very gently. "Hey, it´s alright, dear, I don´t bite.." she added.
I could also feel that this was gonna be another long night, Heaven or Hell help us...
"It´s OK if you wanna come with me, your presence doesn´t bother me at all, but still I have a feeling things might change after tonight." I said.
"Why so?" said Edith.
"Because, like I explained before, there´s something very unusual lurking in this place. But on the other hand, I´m starting to think it´s actually me," I said, but then I wish I could that back because it sounded like I had very low self-esteem.
"There´s nothing wrong with you, Adrian! You´re truly something, but never a failure, not to me," replied Edith.
"What about you? Wasn´t your little number last night a clear sign that you´re desperate for attention, that you don´t exist?"
"NO! Of course not. Just because I´m not that well-known like you doesn´t mean I´ve developed some sort of jealously if that´s what´s probably on your mind."
"Don´t say that, it sounds kind of over the top, don´t you think? Then again, I´m starting to realize that you´re not willing to go down with me to the bottom of the rabbit hole. Right after I mentioned the whole thing about the supernatural presence here you´re just walking away quietly."
"Fine, you want me to tell you that I believe that too? I could do it, but I´m not going to, and you know why? "
"Why?"
She sat down with me, "Gosh, your hands are so cold all the time...look, I´m just here to help you."
"Then stop treating me like I was one of your patients! Besides, it´s tolerable if I act differently because I´m artist, I can get away with it and nobody cares."
Edith stepped up and turned around. "Oh, I can´t believe this. I´ll pretend I didn´t hear that. "
"Tell me something right here, right now? Are you afraid to lose me? Do you think any other girl, or even any other guy could easily come here and steal me away from you?
She paused for a long moment.
"I thought I knew you. But then somehow you manage to change so that they can say you´re unpredictable like lightning, and that´s OK but keep it in your work, not in our personal life."
"Right then, you don´t know me, Edith, you refuse to, you´re afraid of my sense of freedom because you have never given yourself that opportunity. I risked a lot and I won in the end..."
"Me too! Did it ever occur to you that it was so difficult for me to overcome many traumas and then act like I´m in control so I can function in my everyday work. You saw me."
"You see what I mean? We´re two strangers now. But like I said, if you wanna come with me tonight; it ain´t that important to me anyway, I just want you to be by my side before I try jump again from the rooftop like I did the other day."
"I like doing those things with you, I think it´s truly fascinating to be with other crowds."
I wrapped her very tightly and said out loud, "you matter to me, kid, more than you think. I couldn´t trade you for any other person, not only because you help me fight my demons but because you listen to me every single word that comes out of me. You see the real me, not the other sides of me, and I don´t wanna go back and experience that. That´s why I said that you didn´t have to act all nasty last night." I took a deep sigh, "I love you so much I really thought I lost you for a second there..."
"Well, I can´t promise that I won´t be so impulsive anymore, but then again you should be more sincere. It´s a bit ridiculous that you feel intimidated now, don´t you think?" She noticed that I was sort of trembling with fear so she shook my shoulders very gently. "Hey, it´s alright, dear, I don´t bite.." she added.
I could also feel that this was gonna be another long night, Heaven or Hell help us...
Thursday, December 2, 2010
AFTERMATH
"He found a way to get out of the cage..." I told Edith as I attempted to catch Scraps. He was still big and tremendously cute, even better than the nightmarish hell of a creature I saw yesterday.
"I'm sorry?"she said puzzled.
"I said he learned a way to get out of the cage. I thought he couldn't do it but somehow he was very cunning."
"Well then figure out another way to keep him inside for good...this is like the third time he´s gotten out."
"Maybe he wasn't meant to be caged in the first place, he doesn't take no for an answer, therefore he has a free spirit."
"Like you?"
"Yes, however even he felt that there's something bad here that disturbed him."
Edith stopped, "Is it about the discussion we had yesterday? I thought I made it very clear to you."
"Oh, you made it abundantly clear last night...you didn´t have to be so rough, you know..."
"Isn't that what you wanted, huh?" she said cynically.
Uh, as I predicted it was a long night after all, mind blowing I must add. My loft, especially my studio was getting too creepy for words, but I definitely felt my partner wasn´t with me on this one hundred percent. So we avoided the subject for the remainder of the morning and went downtown for some errands. She looked unsure whether she wanted to come with me for the Droogie party, like she didn´t completely fit in.
I think deep down she wasn´t possessed by a supernatural sexual force yesterday, maybe she did it to impress me because she might not be as extravagant or special. OK, enough about that.
Some very interesting vermin e-mailed me today; as usual my inbox is always because I don´t check it all the time. However, Alice Morris sent me a rather peculiar message where she openly thanked me for the acquisition and it said,
How come she saw Caroline too? Another coincidence, but it also revealed a pattern. Edith had experienced weird dreams from the past with Ritual, which was now sold, and then Droogie, or should I say Sussette which is her real name shared me the picture of a dream I had and she owns Rabbit Monster and Easy On The Eyeliner, and The Thousand.
I casually opened a file which showed the order of the paintings at the Playground exhibition:
The Thousand
Rabbit Monster
The Pool Of Fears
Easy On The Eyeliner
Ritual
The Rabbit Of The Infinite Strength
1:11 AM
Handle With Care
I Attract Vermin
The Tarot Man
1:11 PM
11
Nightmares Have Many Names
The Seer
The White Rabbit of Inle
The Bleeder
Pneumatic For The People
Drive Me
3:15 AM
Art As A Weapon
There were exactly twenty paintings in there, why did I stop at that number? Then I looked at some pictures of Tarot Cards I had out aside; the Magician, the Strength, Judgement. I knew I had studied this before, but why? I would just have to wait then. I was solicited tonight, let´s hope there are no funny tricks at the party.
"I'm sorry?"she said puzzled.
"I said he learned a way to get out of the cage. I thought he couldn't do it but somehow he was very cunning."
"Well then figure out another way to keep him inside for good...this is like the third time he´s gotten out."
"Maybe he wasn't meant to be caged in the first place, he doesn't take no for an answer, therefore he has a free spirit."
"Like you?"
"Yes, however even he felt that there's something bad here that disturbed him."
Edith stopped, "Is it about the discussion we had yesterday? I thought I made it very clear to you."
"Oh, you made it abundantly clear last night...you didn´t have to be so rough, you know..."
"Isn't that what you wanted, huh?" she said cynically.
Uh, as I predicted it was a long night after all, mind blowing I must add. My loft, especially my studio was getting too creepy for words, but I definitely felt my partner wasn´t with me on this one hundred percent. So we avoided the subject for the remainder of the morning and went downtown for some errands. She looked unsure whether she wanted to come with me for the Droogie party, like she didn´t completely fit in.
I think deep down she wasn´t possessed by a supernatural sexual force yesterday, maybe she did it to impress me because she might not be as extravagant or special. OK, enough about that.
Some very interesting vermin e-mailed me today; as usual my inbox is always because I don´t check it all the time. However, Alice Morris sent me a rather peculiar message where she openly thanked me for the acquisition and it said,
"Dear Adrian,
It has been an amazing experience owning The Thousand. Every morning as I look at it I can´t help noticing that it is filled with wonder and it even helped to cure my insomnia. It also made me think of you which brings me to the question; are you doing well lately? If you don´t mind me telling this but I had the most incredible dream the other day where you spoke to a sad little girl but you refused to pay attention to her and she just answered, "don´t ignore me, Adrian!" So odd, isn´t it?
Happy Holidays,
Alice Morris."
How come she saw Caroline too? Another coincidence, but it also revealed a pattern. Edith had experienced weird dreams from the past with Ritual, which was now sold, and then Droogie, or should I say Sussette which is her real name shared me the picture of a dream I had and she owns Rabbit Monster and Easy On The Eyeliner, and The Thousand.
I casually opened a file which showed the order of the paintings at the Playground exhibition:
The Thousand
Rabbit Monster
The Pool Of Fears
Easy On The Eyeliner
Ritual
The Rabbit Of The Infinite Strength
1:11 AM
Handle With Care
I Attract Vermin
The Tarot Man
1:11 PM
11
Nightmares Have Many Names
The Seer
The White Rabbit of Inle
The Bleeder
Pneumatic For The People
Drive Me
3:15 AM
Art As A Weapon
There were exactly twenty paintings in there, why did I stop at that number? Then I looked at some pictures of Tarot Cards I had out aside; the Magician, the Strength, Judgement. I knew I had studied this before, but why? I would just have to wait then. I was solicited tonight, let´s hope there are no funny tricks at the party.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
USED
Every word Ava said to me was true, but she certainly didn´t prepare for this, and I think no person in this Earth is prepared either. All this time, all this time a child´s hand was guiding mine to paint these things? But at the same time, they were my memories, not only hers! What´s worse is that I was beginning to think that Edith was losing confidence in me, so I was pretty much on my own. Still, I couldn´t complain, the sex wasn´t bad; fulfilling yet at the same time heartless. Her eyes looked dim, lifeless, like I was abused; I just wanted someone to tell me everything was gonna be alright but here is like she acted the same way Lisa would have done. She didn´t act gently as usual, I almost begged her to stop...
"I think we should stop for a while, " I said urgently.
"Why, don´t you want me now, baby?..."
"I, I just don´t feel completely focused on this right now."
"Well, I do."
"But I don´t!...it´s just not right."
"What are you talking about? You love me, don´t you? Why won´t you let me touch you?!"
"You feel like you´re possessed or something, you´re not acting like yourself, therefore it´s...it´s wrong to do it with someone I don´t fully trust."
Edith, or whoever the Hell it was laughed cynically, "like my dark side, probably?" she said as she kept pressing against the bed and kissing my neck again and again.
"OK, fine, rape me for all I care, but don´t do something you´ll regret later..."
"You talk too much..." I couldn´t see her now, she was too busy down below pleasuring me. My only hope now would be that I would talk to the real Edith tomorrow morning, if I survived until tomorrow, that is.
"I think we should stop for a while, " I said urgently.
"Why, don´t you want me now, baby?..."
"I, I just don´t feel completely focused on this right now."
"Well, I do."
"But I don´t!...it´s just not right."
"What are you talking about? You love me, don´t you? Why won´t you let me touch you?!"
"You feel like you´re possessed or something, you´re not acting like yourself, therefore it´s...it´s wrong to do it with someone I don´t fully trust."
Edith, or whoever the Hell it was laughed cynically, "like my dark side, probably?" she said as she kept pressing against the bed and kissing my neck again and again.
"OK, fine, rape me for all I care, but don´t do something you´ll regret later..."
"You talk too much..." I couldn´t see her now, she was too busy down below pleasuring me. My only hope now would be that I would talk to the real Edith tomorrow morning, if I survived until tomorrow, that is.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
"The Thousand, " said Caroline with arms wide open. "Only will they truly understand because they are prepared to listen, they will help us change the world like never before. They are thinkers, artists, singers, poets, dancers and many more who every night live in the same playground, do you remember Ritual?"
"What about that painting?"
"When she saw it for the first time, even though she´s not an artist like you, was still moved and remembered a friend from a long time ago...it couldn´t have happened if it wasn´t for the Archetype."
"The rabbit, you mean? What does it do, tell me, what does it do? Is it dangerous? Tell me now!" I asked her desperately.
"Why, a rabbit would never hurt anybody. Think, Adrian, think. He´s a trickster, prince with a thousand enemies, he may change shape and size, but he knows no boundaries...he could live forever in a canvas, he´s already inside you..." then she picked at my left side, where I had my tattoo.
"And then what?"
"We all are the Rabbit! Together we can walk through dreams and visions! The paintings are the gateway, like when Alice had the Looking Glass. You don´t believe me? Fine. But this I will tell you...all of your dreams will come true in the order in which you had them. You already saw me..."
Suddenly we weren´t in my studio anymore. Instead, we were in a large dining room where I was on one end of the table and Caroline on the other. A glass of red wine was neatly placed for me, yet I couldn´t really tell what kind it was probably Cabernet Sauvignon; not bad.
"Why are we here?"
"FEED ME, Adrian."
"What is THAT supposed to mean, I don´t have anything on me except for this wine right here and I don´t really think it´s appropiate for a little girl like you unless you were some kind of vampire..are you?"
"This might be a dream, so I don´t need food but I still need to be fed. You did it for the boy in black, so I know you can do it for me."
"Oh...so it´s not the literal meaning, then, I see. So then what if I told you a story before you go to sleep?"
She placed her elbows over the table feeling pleased, "Alright then, what´s it about?"
I couldn´t believe I was doing this.
"The greatest thing you´ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return..." continued Caroline. "I know that song."
"You do?"
"It was very new when it came out, but it was said a very wise man wrote it. He renamed himself "eden abhez" and said that the words God and Infinity deserved to be capitalized."
"How do you know all that for a little girl?"
"Because he was born in Brooklyn, of course! Besides, he was a Nature Boy or Naturmensch. I fancied the infinity symbol and decided to give it to the rabbit, isn´t that right, sweetie?"
She stretched her mouth wide open like the jaws of a lion. And to my surprise a black rabbit jumped out of it, the same one I had been painting, the same one she drew on the walls and now it jumped and ran towards me very swiftly as it looked at me with its fiery red eyes....and then it entered me. I can´t remember what happened next.
I was in the kitchen passed out with my wine glass half empty.
"So there you are! You decided to just drink your troubles away instead of telling me what´s wrong with you now, " said Edith.
I rushed to her and hugged her tightly, "Thank God...it was a dream."
"Right, just another dream. You feel very, very..."
"What?"
"I don´t know, but somehow I find you soft and warm, and your eyes...you can come upstairs now."
Was it my dirty imagination or did she just find me more attractive tonight? Damn, I hope I never bump into that dead girl ever again.
"What about that painting?"
"When she saw it for the first time, even though she´s not an artist like you, was still moved and remembered a friend from a long time ago...it couldn´t have happened if it wasn´t for the Archetype."
"The rabbit, you mean? What does it do, tell me, what does it do? Is it dangerous? Tell me now!" I asked her desperately.
"Why, a rabbit would never hurt anybody. Think, Adrian, think. He´s a trickster, prince with a thousand enemies, he may change shape and size, but he knows no boundaries...he could live forever in a canvas, he´s already inside you..." then she picked at my left side, where I had my tattoo.
"And then what?"
"We all are the Rabbit! Together we can walk through dreams and visions! The paintings are the gateway, like when Alice had the Looking Glass. You don´t believe me? Fine. But this I will tell you...all of your dreams will come true in the order in which you had them. You already saw me..."
Suddenly we weren´t in my studio anymore. Instead, we were in a large dining room where I was on one end of the table and Caroline on the other. A glass of red wine was neatly placed for me, yet I couldn´t really tell what kind it was probably Cabernet Sauvignon; not bad.
"Why are we here?"
"FEED ME, Adrian."
"What is THAT supposed to mean, I don´t have anything on me except for this wine right here and I don´t really think it´s appropiate for a little girl like you unless you were some kind of vampire..are you?"
"This might be a dream, so I don´t need food but I still need to be fed. You did it for the boy in black, so I know you can do it for me."
"Oh...so it´s not the literal meaning, then, I see. So then what if I told you a story before you go to sleep?"
She placed her elbows over the table feeling pleased, "Alright then, what´s it about?"
I couldn´t believe I was doing this.
"There was a boy,
a very strange enchanted boy,
they say he wandered very far, very far,
over land and sea..."
"The greatest thing you´ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return..." continued Caroline. "I know that song."
"You do?"
"It was very new when it came out, but it was said a very wise man wrote it. He renamed himself "eden abhez" and said that the words God and Infinity deserved to be capitalized."
"How do you know all that for a little girl?"
"Because he was born in Brooklyn, of course! Besides, he was a Nature Boy or Naturmensch. I fancied the infinity symbol and decided to give it to the rabbit, isn´t that right, sweetie?"
She stretched her mouth wide open like the jaws of a lion. And to my surprise a black rabbit jumped out of it, the same one I had been painting, the same one she drew on the walls and now it jumped and ran towards me very swiftly as it looked at me with its fiery red eyes....and then it entered me. I can´t remember what happened next.
I was in the kitchen passed out with my wine glass half empty.
"So there you are! You decided to just drink your troubles away instead of telling me what´s wrong with you now, " said Edith.
I rushed to her and hugged her tightly, "Thank God...it was a dream."
"Right, just another dream. You feel very, very..."
"What?"
"I don´t know, but somehow I find you soft and warm, and your eyes...you can come upstairs now."
Was it my dirty imagination or did she just find me more attractive tonight? Damn, I hope I never bump into that dead girl ever again.
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