PART 24

I’m in the mood to take on volcanoes today. And then learn how to play the banjo and speak “shark” and then reveal old, Earthly mysteries that everyone has forgotten about. That’s all before coffee. I’ll poor a strong, black cup (shout out to Marquez) and discover that the golden ratio is wrong. Then, I’ll spill the hot beverage down my shirt by tripping on the missing link. I’ll dig up the bones and crush them into a powder and smear them on the faces of our nations leaders. I’ll give them the masonic handshake and ask them if they feel different. If so… we’ll raid the F.B.I. building and dance like children around a bonfire made of the real 9/11 reports. Once the powerful men and woman lay asleep against the embers; I’ll quickly cut their throats and drain the blood into a field. And tall, steel mountains will grow because of it. And I’ll call on some beast to carry me up the slope until it plateaus to a grove that surrounds the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. And I’ll pick every apple from it’s branches. I’ll slice them up and cover them in cinnamon and bake them into a huge apple pie. I’ll distribute each slice online with a free itunes gift card. And slowly we will all begin to hear random, quiet stories about incredibly logical things occurring all over the world. And no one will question why. And I will be howling like a wolf.