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a/n: borrows from alice's adventures in wonderland, through the looking glass, the matrix, and webster's dictionary. otherwise, i have no idea where it came from..
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wonderland
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eightyfour
trespasses through nirvana, but she still can’t
figure
out if fate tastes like sugar-lemon-tea (or all). DRINK ME: (there
are
too many things.) alice
who
was lost in a dream, fell down the rabbit hole and kept on going (and
eventually
everything
is related to the mad hatter because he doesn’t care, in a
temperamental way;
EIGHTYFIFTH.
follower: Noun a servant
a
subordinate, one that imitates or copies another one that leaves
himself in the
corner
to collect dust: blue/red pills (purple VARIETY: InBetween dreams
was-dreaming
is-ignorance, punctuated ignorance, punctuated
bliss
(like a fucking ballon.)
through
the rabbit hole, want to (continue or) not-Pick,pick,(dontpick-Pick
(dontchoose,justreact-
the
taste of a blackout, powder-substance
and
plastic, tell us what happened
if you care to remember. EIGHTYSIXTH. (to be read as to a child
She
Ran Out of Words and Had to Borrow the Mouths of Tweedledumb and
Tweedledim (twins)
(or
the Jabberwocky (but then Who’s the Hero?-
full
of ideas and still doesn’t know what they are, treated to Plays on
nonsense and
a
floating smile (all nails on wood, god-damned cat. god-damned
grin. don’t
laugh
at me. her.
EIGHTYSEVENTH.
cruelty is her theme this time, a carosel round’n’round til she’s
dizzy,
lady
is she dizzy. turnin’n’turnin in a funhouse of mirrors (all for
trying to find the original;
another
term is
“existing”:
don’t need things, never need things: This Time Around I Don’t
Know
If
the red Knight (Night) will make it maybe he’s too Dead-dead to
come back; maybe
not needing things is a blessing.
EIGHTYEIGHTH.
,
a girl on a bank, waiting for the late white rabbit to show up, for
her life to start (maybe
she never gets up, hope);
girl’s
fucking Addicted to destiny: fate is tea (lemonsugar,sugarlemon a bit
crooked and sweet but
destiny
doesn’t exist for the purposes of this exercise; FIRST.
let
me have a few puffs of that, caterpillar let me be a little less than
i am
tell
me neo how was it to break out and still
be
caught in a scripted
watch-me(-watch-you)?
do tell me, LIE.
SECOND.
and again
plug
me in and drown me out, program everything inside and outside and
until i
drown
in the starter NOTHING program: it’s all a big joke to you isn’t
it
(no;
so then is the cat lying this time around?: Shut up and stop smiling,
Please
THIRD.
and on etcetera (spoiler:
in
the end, he dies.)