* All trace of everything was being erased as it happened, a program destroying its own path, physical pain alternating with a blank head. He plunged off the air just as quickly as he regained competence; and everything was delightful. Nothing made sense and yet he should have known better. After the 100th partner, most people start to lose count, the worker at the STD clinic said; when he claimed ignorance to the ridiculous question of how many people he had been with. The mirrored walls. The lithe bodies. The charming smiles. The pain that cramped his shoulder. The winning smiles that drained him of every cent; just as he had done to another generation in another country. As if it was all the same. A continuum. A little gaggle of them went to visit Mark from Wales; another of the charming British. Wise boys and wise scenes. Sow! Forward with strength; Aek kept emphasising, noticing how rapidly he had plunged off the air, disturbed. One phone call and he felt like drinking, that's all it took. They would never be the same again. The human body was not meant to cope with such sustained stress. Indulgence. Despair. An infinity of if not pleasure; then exploration. Work. Everything counted, everything was a quest. Except he didn't know where he was going.
Now Is The Time
Now Is The Time
Now Is The Time
* All trace of everything was being erased as it happened, a program destroying its own path, physical pain alternating with a blank head. He plunged off the air just as quickly as he regained competence; and everything was delightful. Nothing made sense and yet he should have known better. After the 100th partner, most people start to lose count, the worker at the STD clinic said; when he claimed ignorance to the ridiculous question of how many people he had been with. The mirrored walls. The lithe bodies. The charming smiles. The pain that cramped his shoulder. The winning smiles that drained him of every cent; just as he had done to another generation in another country. As if it was all the same. A continuum. A little gaggle of them went to visit Mark from Wales; another of the charming British. Wise boys and wise scenes. Sow! Forward with strength; Aek kept emphasising, noticing how rapidly he had plunged off the air, disturbed. One phone call and he felt like drinking, that's all it took. They would never be the same again. The human body was not meant to cope with such sustained stress. Indulgence. Despair. An infinity of if not pleasure; then exploration. Work. Everything counted, everything was a quest. Except he didn't know where he was going.