Chapter 45 – Warm hugs for the vertebrae

First, there is sleep. Filling the blackness of the womb and the pre-universe. Dreams tempt us with reality, and we wake up for a look-see. Alertness blinding us to our origins, senses enticing us to find more, do more, be more, we set out inventing things to search for, steering further from home at every […]

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Chapter 44 – Tiny Bubbles

  Well. That was that and nothing else.   He was lying on his back for the first time in twenty years. The pain was gone. Actually, now that he thought about it, the pain was still there. When he really thought about it, his chest was caught between exploding and imploding, and he was […]

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Chapter 43 – Found

His left arm suddenly dropped, and the wooze began to seep out of his head. Should he try to move his arm? Dare he try to move this appendage that until then had always seemed to be his own? Warily, not sure of what would happen if he did it, certain it would hurt like […]

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Chapter 42 – Siberia

I have moved to Siberia to apprentice under the esteemed watchmaker Nikolai Gulav, who has promised to teach me to tell time what to do. He has a nose shaped like a wallet and a beard of asbestos that has ruined his lungs. He emits a perpetual rasp. With a mallet and anvil, those indispensable […]

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Chapter 41 – General Kim

A man in a sadly florid dress uniform entered the control room. “Is he talking?” “General, has your day been peaceful? We were not expecting a visit from such an honored personage.” The general grunted. “Is he talking?” “So much, General. But so far it has been difficult to make sense of his ramblings. However, […]

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Chapter 40 – Lukewarm & Gushy: A Buddy Picture

  “You are the first new thing that has happened to me in…” Much dark time elapsed. “Hello? Did someone just talk to me? Somebody just talked to me.” “…I used to know the exact date. For much time it was of unvarying importance to me that I remember that date, the day I woke […]

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Chapter 39 – A roundtable discussion

(Editor’s note: The Moderator has just asked Chuckles a question) Chuckles:        Well, when you have been administered that much acid, it takes the mind so long to be certain that those are, indeed, ants swarming your nub. It is, of course, impossible to say what “natural impulse” a person would have at such a moment. […]

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Chapter 38 – A different sort of fellow

“I don’t know,” the man responded in Korean. “I don’t remember.” Maybe his pronunciation was off. Chuckles tried again: “What’s your name?” “I had just bought a used tuba on the day I was kidnapped that was new to me and bigger than a few of my captors. “I quit my job, bought the tuba, […]

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Chapter 37 – Meet the wet banana peel in the bed sheets, the turd in the bath towel

A few days later, the sound of static in his head abruptly fell to its usual whisper. A ring lingered. “Whoa,” exclaimed Chuckles, the volume of his exclamation startling him further. “It got really quiet in here.” “Yes, it’s off. How do I turn off the ______?” a middle-aged man asked someone not in the […]

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Chapter 36 – Thwock

All at once without recognizing experience as discrete sensations which is the story of your life if you want to be told the foolish truth all at once Chuckles woke up in absolute original darkness as dark as the inside of you must be a dark that knew nothing else thwock something was thwocking him […]

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