Lack of know how

 Looking in on the World 🌍...

No warm senses.... Up there just a longing fer a fleshy bod.

It's was about 4:54 a m. As man knows time on August 16 19 fifty and eight.

Doctors hospital was not far from Hells Gate there in South Manhattan...Century's earlier it was so beautiful there with meandering streams....

They was rolling me and Ma in on a gurney...only thing I can figure was my head was out ...

Those spring loaded doors swung open...they were covered in red... naugahyde and made cushy....

The doors had windows in them.

Sometimes I wonder if they switched me out between the incubator and the cradle...

There was a bunch of other little shits in there too... screaming...

I saw all those name tags and confusion..

Then there was the big window with people looking in...thru the glass...

At Doctor's Hospital.

Six months later I was squalling in Miami.

Shot into this World 🌍.

Washed anew

 There we were in the old Green Cadillac Sedan DeVille.........

She was  driving and fast.. I was in the passenger seat...

I said watch out as you spun the car around at the boat ramp... it was slippery........

sure enough backwards we slid into the water that quickly fell deep....

I suggested to you to remain calm simply undo your seat belt and as we sank to the bottom to please 

allow the vehicle to fill with water before attempting to open the doors... prior to the opening of the 

doors as the sunlight was filtering down through the water our  surroundings  grew somewhat dimmer.. I said take several deep 

breaths and then take and hold one... open the door and swim towards the sun... as I pointed it out to 

you.

At that point we opened our doors with lungs full of air and ascended towards the filtered light.

When we surfaced it was a different time all was awash with bright and white and brighter and more clear... we must of traveled back in time............

back at least 30 years maybe 40.. everything was then again..... once more......

We were both young... and old cars were dirt cheap.... and for sale everywhere...

We found one for like 50.00 it was red and we could sleep in it.

Some fellow came buy and handed me some cash...  so we could get a start...

Seems we were stupid somehow... anyway..........

and you ran off... wearing a hippie dress...   LOL.

Some fucked up time travel shit... 

and no where home towards the old future.

Anthric Case Stair board

 How did the dream begin?

He was behind an old dilapidated Casino near Las Vegas out in the Desert... He grabbed a hold of a rattlesnake out of some form of necessity... it was long thought dead... but no..... it had grown to be the largest of all snakes... it was huge.... why so big he had to grasp it with both hands and as the snake moved he was in fear of loosing his balance... he bellowed for help...

He must of flown back in time... for now he was behind the bar.. and the place was open for business the bar keep girl quit... but first she put a two quarters   in some machine that came tumbling thru to the coin return and stormed out of the place... he cried similar to Parlay....... and rattled off a bunch of bullshit quoting some imaginary statutes that due to the fact he was behind the bar at the same time she quit  he had rights to becoming the next of bar keeps... never mind he did not know how to mix a drink one. He was Brazen he would learn or look them up on Google.......... 

Men used to go to that place to find some form of relief... disguised as almost love, but now the place was closed except for.... well the HUGE old snake that still  lived out back... he was a Monster long thought dead.....

The sign out front read:  ' Come experience some form of pleasure then.'

He heard voices in the Wind say.... 'Are you well they snapped?'  

He became aware they had no answer to give.

But he thought to himself.. 'Today I remember I am alive'

They were saying he was an  'Anthric Case Stair Board'

Whatever the Hell that was?

Maybe that meant he and his sidekick were some form of new fixation?

Why it was the reality show all of  'Great Britain' were watching, many scenes as if viewed through a Telescope... within a circle.

They thought it hilarious and captivating.........

They had all gone mad virtually.... tuning in and watching the antics... of living in  'The Great Again' America....

I guess it was due mostly to the hysterical part?  They loved it...... it was the rage........

Like some Cosmic game was watching and ends the way it is meant to be.

Great Huge Rattlesnakes long presumed dead... having done well and survived behind old abandoned whore houses/casino.....  

A parade down the only Avenue in town.

No reason why really .......

Things just let one to another .....

They just did.

On our being kidnapped

 The dream of our incessant behavior and why actually.

Lured:

In as when we were children 

The morphing dragon lizard 🦎 spread his wings from the cacoon of a centipede.

Finding the secret hidden compartment where you kept the lethal pistol .

Sneaking around the shallows in your sailboat churning up mud 

Missing persons and the culprit was at hand tauting his good behavior...and you bought the folly!

The pretending to mean well big fat man..

Why hello it's  non other then our 'Great Pretendings'....good morning sir.

The when and why for our feigning of interest in fellow man.

The shiny nickel meteorite

 He likely was a boy of not more then 10 up there in the Hight Desert.

They stopped at that big hole in the ground... the Meteorite was used as a door stop back then...

No vacuum sealed case...........

and there was a sign that said it weighed 550 pounds... it was all shiny like a US Nickel .... and looked like a Coral rock all full of holes like swiss cheese.

He stooped over and attempted to pick up one end... it was useless the the bright metal rock did not budge..

But you see he touched it.

The Space Debris .. caused him to wonder was he there before?

Now that place is all fancy.... hoity toity .....

Lots of room here for everyone at the Desert Inn

 It was some sort of an outdoor aerial event... a  shiny plane flew bye low.....

Way way up in the sky a shape appeared... it looked like an antenna .... used to communicate with Submarines... bouncing a signal off the ionosphere ......

My name is Brian may I participate in the show? The voice came into his head set  clearly...

of course the listener had to appeal to his superiors or cohorts....  to grant him any permission  , they could not see nor hear what he the dreamer was talking about.......

They were not looking in the same way either.....

Come back Brian come back he called...  over the radio.. Brian seemed to be pleased in his leaving and put on quite a demonstration.... as he departed the area....

Suddenly all interest was peaked...... 

as clouds flashed and formed into different recognizable shapes...  oh LOOK! even a  full rainbow was fabricated for their viewing enjoyment.......

Sadly the original viewer was in some position of having to be asking a permission in order for Brian to be demonstrated.. in the show... he just was wanting to play in the sand box with the other children.

After he... Brian was referred around full circle... their seemed to still  be and remained a big question mark about him.... 'WE' just don't know about HIM........

Here Brian was illuminating and shaping clouds and giving light shows and making rainbows and all anyone could think was to ask permission of someone else......... to show his works.......

So he simply went his own merry way.......

and went from faint to Vivid over the distant horizon but not before 

He was moving around  overhead..... like in some giant  game of connect the dots... with  lightening and pulsating  sky coloration's...... etc........

Come back Brian you have been approved by the counsel to be a participant.... as he vanished.

OH and there is lots of room here for everyone  at the Desert Inn............

Following The Script

 I was up at the grocery store yesterday I saw my brother... we fist bumped... 

I was remembering when he threw my wounded body up over his shoulder and carried me out of the trenches...  I guess it was World War one.

I thought how ironic  that he was now being ostracized .........

by all those coming into compliance... all the non resistors... moving forward..

like Cattle....

Promoting his further alienation ...... by social design...

The casting of the new spell....

all the followers are offering their blessings over the shit before they flush away the crap left in the toilet  by the Raggedy Man standing there on the side of the windswept promontory .