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“What’s wrong?” “I’m freaking the fuck out, that’s what.”

“The tree shepherds from the Lord of the Rings books could take DAYS Just to say good morning.”

“LYYYYYYYLAAAAA!”

“Nasty fellows Botflies, the larva hatches out waits for host to walk by, latches on and climbs inside, mouth, nose, anus, open wound, they don’t discriminate.”

“Maybe he was committing some unnatural sex acts with the chickens.”

“This goes so far beyond all of our species’ advancements. AI, nuclear power, space travel, genetic manipulation, anything that you care to name as we endeavour to control creation. Or to be divine ourselves. We’ve simply missed the point. I did, too, more than most. Because what exists here goes beyond scientific reasoning, biology, mortality and the known fucking universe.”

“Something pagan, or Neolithic?”

“Room four was located in the back corner, furthest away from the bar. He was grateful for this. He had visions of the barman watching him through a hole in his wall, masturbating as he showered”

“And I hope Sophie hears you swallowing his sword tonight. Bitch.”

“Maybe the smoke cleared too late and I drove head-on into a tree, crashed through the windshield, my upper body splayed on the hood, and this was the fever dream of a dying brain.”

“I saw the eels swimming through the blood, they were excited, like sharks get in a feeding frenzy.”

“And when it all goes away, life just feels all the more miserable. Like the day following an acid trip. Like a coke crash. Like the sick morning following an opiate binge. Like a hangover. The high is always temporary. Nothing works. In the end, you’re just reminded of how awful it is to feel.”

“I guess I just want to feel loved. But life has proven time and again that that just isn’t possible. So really, at the heart of it, I just don’t want to feel anything at all.”

“These girls came in my dorm room one night while I was watching Evil Dead, and they asked me what it was, can you believe that? They’d never seen Evil Dead! I just laughed.”

“Beulah looked out the window at the city below her, how many others were doing the same thing, paying for numbness to escape the misery of their lives.”

“The only term I can think of is bloodlust, because that’s what it sounds like when chimps tear a monkey apart.”

“Do you enjoy sex with animals Mr. Tighe? What? No! Do you not enjoy the sex you have with animals? I don’t have sex with animals! But, if you did, would you enjoy it?”

“Father Benway chuckles and bends over the sink to snort the line of blow with a ten dollar bill from last Sunday’s collection plate.”

“But there are occasions when I have mercy on nervous system and slip a pill beneath my tongue, helps me socialize, helps me deal with past trauma…and this case helps me from descending into an abyss of neurological agony.”

“As usual my out of date mind is processing my emotions at the pace of a quadriplegic turtle.”

“is it better to bind yourself to your pain in the interest of keeping your conscience intact, or to allow desensitization to replace that pain with unfeeling emptiness?”

“You don’t look happy. You look like you’re... dead inside.”

“No one cares if your hand is flesh or bio plastics. Sorry. I forgive you for your outdated view of humanity.”

“I thought you were a believer now? I’m not a believer… I’m a scientist.”

“Whatever connection previously unrealized we may have shared vanishes, a strained cord snipped at the center by a huge pair of kitchen shears stained greenish-red from the insides of proverbial lambs dragged squealing from the warm comforting tits of their mothers, carried out of barns once thought safe and hauled into slaughterhouses abuzz with the whirring sound of grinding saws.”

“A chance for the idea to cross his mind that maybe he was just dreaming he was falling, it had the unreality of a dream so..maybe any minute now he’d start flying or get caught by spiderman or end up in an airplane having sex with the redhead from the gym.”

“When I was a teen, I even used melted butter when I ran out of lotion, because when you’re in a pinch, you improvise.”

“She thinks of the loving saint, planting his tainted seeds and grips her free hand tight against the stones so that she doesn’t flinch, doesn’t pull away.”

“They told us that he offered redemption even for the worst of us sinners. That he had helped to cleanse the darkness from the souls of those in Osenheim and that he could reconcile the light and dark in all of us.”

“Black stars in black mud A black sun, swollen. Infinite Nothing but dirt and shit and the dead all around”