The History of Writing: PART Two: Number 7 (VII.)

The dim metal pang of something camouflaged by its obscurment in the enormous, broken shadow of the room. The sad, mean dust of pain etched into his sinuses and synapses. Peter Nicholas Levanarskie. White t.v. glow humming like fluorescent mold in the borrowed window to the borrowed city street out there in the cheap, in the indifferent night, every word lost, every word uncertain. 

*Time exists in a great many ways. There are as many forms of time as dirt can be molded into bricks or various clay shapes or really any shape at all. If you think that the greatest talent of the universe is to exist, to fling itself out of a hollow, seemingly spaceless nothingness, you are mistaken, you have underestimated the universe. To keep the point of this going: Time is the imaginary machine that any given thing that would benefit in even the least way to a reference of itself has as a right of its very, simple presence. 

Doctor Milo Gollander understood (1987-) had a terrifyingly keen understanding of these principles. He could -- can -- see where objects quite literally bend into the world around them; where light meets some 'prejudiced' thing that quickly, hopelessly/hopefully, ephemerally dissolves and regenerates into the evermore-titanic mass of itself. 

*The exact/reliable physics of time-travel are not known. 

He felt himself pulling the trigger before he was actually there, pulling the trigger. 

Looking at Sisyphus, at Troy Thompson in the scary movement of the people whom he was among, the soft lines of them in the winter atmosphere like some misfortunate telegraph, or satellite artwork, red metal scarves of detachment. 

Where thee bullet would snap into his bone. 

Toothpick debris leaning out like a fly with a bloody mouth or the crazy wreckage of pop't flesh and the awful sound repeating as Grauerholz and the other man fired, fired, shot into Sisyphus, into...the crowd...burning out of the desperate place, no one wanting to die... 

(Except maybe...) 

He wanted to destroy everything. 


He wanted to destroy everything to the last.


He wanted to destroy everything to the last without exception. 






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