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Adagio For Strings

MY DEAR LADY- redux

He flicked his long brown fringe out of his left blue eye. He looked to the heavens for a repreive from the devastation and apocalypse engorging itself on his perception. Around he scanned to make sure he was alone . He knew the people had gone but when. He had to make sure. Yes . He was alone. He screamed like  Fury.
Dropped . The sand like Valium was frozen. Damn deserts.
Turned his gaze to the sky. Holy Lord he saw implosions of blue atmosphere, levels of placental pure azure  enfolding in upon itself.  Swirls of clouds immersed itself in  explosive collapse. He flicked back his fringe again. Rubbed his eyes. "MY GOD!"  What happened? Did I do something ?  What was it that I did?  A certain unwanted stubborn type of guilt began to seep up his spine and into his cancerous bowels.

The sun was setting blown out of all proportion . Its size equaling the planet.  No heat though. Just blinding light. blood orange.  Like flesh and blood. Eyelid skin felt  melting in the light.

The sky was now vermillion . Yes  bloodred.  Like a sickening deadly heartbreak. 
Half the world was now in night.
Weighed down by colossal shame with his last ounce of inner strength he looked to the West horizon.
What?!  Another !  Wings of aN Angel?!! 
He rubbed his blurring eyes.
A silhouette of a mighty outstretched angel .  Angel of the West
Each time he had the strength to look up  she seemed closer until she finally stood monolithic before him.
His soul howled.
To himself whispered " My fucking God it is her she has come to destroy me. Why?  Why did I fuck with the laws of True Love?  Why did I ?  Why??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A voice, more heavenly and beautiful than Light whispered " I was sent for. I will not destroy you. Forgive yourself."

The man looked up to the angel, her eyes.  She was her. He broke her heart. Its HEr!!!!!!!!!!  His Tears flowed forth. His sobbing resounded throughout the universe.  He cried till all his water gone. " forgive me!!"

The Angel voice whispered " I forgive you.   .....  I love you."

Tears of blood waterfalled upon the sand.  HE smiled and howled " MY DEAR LADY"

Collapsed in black  and dead.  A dead smile. 

The angel lifted the guilt filled corpse and flew to the Sun.

Voice of the future

I speak to you directly from my darkest nightmares and vermillion prophecy.
Listen. It is  a dark intuition. 
 the future yells great upheaval .
A Vile thief.
CHaos.
A demon he smiles. Out of his shadow.
He steps  into the Order.
Chaos wondrous and maddening
A friend with a fiends delight.
it is the Hour.
Destroyd but not distraught
For I see
A lark. mourning in the morning.
Dew,  nights tears
shine in the first sunrise.
Of the LAst Night
Paradise.
Now. Time of  ThunDER.
He Mighty stands Alone above the CLouds.

Smiles. For we are No More

The End.

I love andreas baader- the last chapter

Ulrike and Andreas ran back to the fellowship. Time to act. Everyone grabbed as many weapons as they could carry. The dwarves pushed the others out of the way to be the first.  These werent cute juggling dwarves anymore. They were  ugly angry murderous juggling dwarves now. One of the littlest ones even pounded his chest in a show of battle readiness. They smelt blood and they felt engorged.. We all became like that.
Andreas then gathered us in a circle.. He looked deeply into each of our eyes one by one with beautiful mad brooding eyes. I blushed. We all blushed.. He was so  goddam unbridled. I thought he was going to ready us for the task ahead but it was unbelievable. When he looked at his mad band of heroes something inside him broke especially after one of the dwarves gave him the V for victory sign (which Andreas could barely make out the fingers were so small).
Andreas started to sob. He collapsed into a bundle on the street. Just Staring and sobbing at the ground shamefaced.. Grabbing his hair in exasperation.
"I cant do this"
I cant let any of you do this"
"I wont murder these foul pigs"
"I just wont"
"I dont want my beautiful juggling dwarves to die", he sputtered. One of the dwarves couldnt help himself he burst out crying as well like a puppy with its tail caught in the door.
We all stood there there with our bombs, grenades and machine guns stunned.
Woman rolled her eyes.
"You bitch andreas.  You always do this."
" It doesnt matter. You have been chosen and predestined to do this. It has already been written."
" But inside I am really just a peacelover. I just want to be an ordinary hippy. I want to smoke pot and be happy and fuck all summerlong while listening to Bob Dylan with burning frankincense incense. ...  Oh yeah and I would love to drop acid. alot" Andreas whimpered
" Dont fuck with history andreas!. get the fuck up and lets kill these fucking pigs!" Woman shouted
Still staring at the ground entangled in emotion he did not move. But then a fast sudden body jerk.
Like some mysterious sudden transformation  Andreas shot up. His eyes were dry and he was himself. Without a word he employed all the weapons he could carry. He looked at the restaurant across the road where the bankers were dining.
Like a king he shouted out " Lets go kill us some filthy motherfucking banker swine!!"
I love Andreas Baader. I always will.
The dwarves all yelped with joy in unison. Barby kissed him. I waited for him. He looked up at me. He knew what I wanted. He walked over and kissed me on the forehead
" Till the end my brother"
"Till the end" I whispered in his ear. Barby sneered .

A restaurant full of people. Stuffing their rich mouths. One of the best restaurants in Europe. The bankers all seated at one huge table laughing and indulging like filthy swine. There were ten. One of them the fattest and most smug lifted his arm to call the waiter for more wine.
"Er excuse me excuse me waiter. ... waiter! wait....errrrr". He didnt finish the sentence for at that moment a bullet blew out half his brain which landed on the truffles. The first shot fired by the smallest juggling dwarf went straight to its target. With the machine gun still planted against his little head he smirked in bloody satisfaction.
" Oh no, not the truffles" one of the other bankers screamed"
"Oh shit" another said.
"Waiter can you please come over and clean this idiots mess up" the waiter looked aghast.
"But sirs he has just had his head blown off"
"What is your point waiter.  Just clean this up" the waiter ran to the kitchen and out the back door.
Andreas burst throught the doors like a madman.Scanned the room and found his targets. He joyntully skipped up to the  bankers, pushed one and his plates contemptuosly out of the way and jumped up on the table. He looked down at them all in disgust one by one. He raised his machine gun, pointed it at the drinking banker in front of him and fired like fuck into him. The head flew clean off. Blood gushed everywhere.
" What do you want andreas cant you leave us alone to eat?" one of the irritated bankers said,
Andreas looked at him in amazement.
" Are you fucking serious pig?".
" Im asking to please allow us to enjoy our meal"
Andreas looked at him with such menacing insane hatred the Devil smiled.
So enraged, Andreas pulled out a grenade flipped the pin and grabbed the idiots face, and proceeded to ram it down the bastards throat. Andreas dived away. The banker exploded into pieces all over the other bankers and the other diners.  The bankers just looked and silently continued to drink and eat away.
Andreas got up. Suddenly a shot rang out from the foyer. It hit Andreas and he fell. It was one of their  bodyguards. The fellowship who were beseiging the rest of the restauarant all ran over. Barby reached him first.
She held him. "My Love"
The four dwarves went  ballistic.  They started firing in all directions at anyone. People were being blown away everywhere. Woman joined in the chaos and threw grenades at anyone as well. The humans were all just  pieces of flesh and bone on food or on the floor. I picked out the bodyguard who shot Andreas.I took a good aim at the bodyguards forehead and shot a missile straight into his head which blew into pieces.  But as this happened more of them arrived
Andreas was hurt but he got up. Kissed Barbie felt her cute ass and started firing at anyone as well. One of the bodyguards took out one of the dwarves and then another and then another and then another. My God they were all shot down dead like some realistic gungame at the circus. The remains of the fellowship ran to them but it couldnt be. There were no little juggling dwarf bodies. Woman suddenly realised she was not the only one. They shifted their position in the time space continuum. They didnt just juggle after all. Andreas smiled. I smiled. Barby looked confused.
There were still some bankers alive. They got up from the floor and went back to their table and started eating again. This time Woman took the opportunity.  She raised her massive weapon and turned the last banker  into a mess of blood and bone. She smiled. A policeman who ran in whimpering took a lucky shot and somehow hit Woman right in the head. I threw the rest of my grenades at the policeman. He exploded. Andreas, Barby and I used up the last of our ammunition on the few surviving diners. It was wonderful. It was sexual. I was in divine ecstacy. We all looked out the window and saw that the cops had the place surrounded.
"What now?" Barby asked in terror
.Andreas like some demigod just looked at her and smiled.
" We're going out the front door. Dont ask questions just do it"
I love Andreas Baader
Like a slaughterhouse the restaurant floor was covered with human flesh and bone. The confused stunned police paralysed by what they had witnessed waded to the kitchen in a foot of blood screaming the whole time.
We walked, no strutted out the front door. Cops surrounded the restaurant. There were hundreds.
"Put up your hands or we will fire"
We kept walking.
" We're warning you one last time. Put up your hands!"
Andreas signalled to stop. We stopped. Hundreds of guns pointing in silence. Dead quiet. Time lurched.
It was too much.
"It's time to give yourselves up!"
Long silence.
Then an anamoly. Andreas raised his head to the heavens, a strange light shone on him from above and in the voice of an angel he harked  the most purest holiest divine perfect poem in the history of mankind. ( I am not at liberty to divulge the words for they are not mine to divulge). Time stopped.
He then signaled to us to walk on . We walked on past the police past the bystanders and out to freedom. The police did nothing in the dead silence. They could not move or speak.

2010: Two people sit in a Parisian cafe. The man handsome, the woman painfully beautiful. They smile at one another. They kiss and hold hands. Another man walks by and smiles and waves to them. The man winks the woman smiles. In the square four juggling dwarves perform to a crowd of lame worldlings. The handsome man walking, waves to the dwarves as well. They dont wave back for they are juggling. But they blow him a kiss. All in unison.
At the cafe the man says to the painfully beautiful woman
" I think its time for a revolution baby."
The woman smiles " I love you Andreas Baader"




I

I love andreas baader - possibly the last chapter.

It was finally time to get down to business. The fucked up midnight romancing was over .  The poor juggling dwarves didnt like that one bit. Andreas had finally made contact with his contact, Underground Man. I was over the moon. A break in the time-space continuum permitted this. Its true.  So At last the use of  true force against the evil bankers. The fuckers  blanketing the innocent millions in pure darkness since the inception of the Free Market whose  beginning a few years after the year  Adam Smiths book on the 'free hand' everyone read  and completely misunderstood.  Instead of reading his book on ethics  . It was TIME, my brethren! The four dwarf jugglers had now channelled their extreme sexual angst into a maniacal hatred for anything with the word bank in it. Andreas and his charm had  won them over  since Andreas against every surly fibre in his body had tenderly kissed them all on the forehead so they could fall asleep unfazed. I love Andreas Baader.
" Get your shit together boys. This fucker is going down. Underground Man told me where a group of bankers will be in an hour"
" What about us?" Barbie the Tribeswoman whined in.
"Oh fuck no women!.  .....  wait. Strike that reverse it.  This is the 70's isnt it. Shit I forgot. Ok your coming"  said AndreaS.
Barbie smiled at his change of heart.
" Hang on I aint going anywhere. My makeup will get spoilt?" piped in Starlet one
" Fuck off then darling" Andreas shot back so sarcastically and with such a comic flair bowed her exit on that the four juggling dwarves burst out laughing who for the last time undressed Starlet One with their eyes as she and her sweet hot ass walked off in the direction of the coming Apocalypse.
Exeunt Starlet one
Andreas grabbed Barbie by the hand .
"Lets do this my love"
She was beaming. I and the four dwarves eyed off Barbie  jealously. Goddam it he always does this. Goddam Andreas and his lovable charm. The motherfucker.  God I love Andreas Baader. God the four juggling dwarves love Andreas Baader.

We walked swiftly. We got to the location. I couldnt believe my eyes I saw the four juggling dwarves juggling on the corner of our intended location as if mocking the concept of linear time.  I looked behind me expecting to see them there but alas they had somehow flown through time. Andreas and Barbie looked at me bugeyed. I returned the look. Silence. There was more to these dwarves than just juggling. We were sure of that.
When the dwarves saw us come they stopped juggling and ran with small steps to give us all a big hug. Those sweet goddam little bastards. They walked us over to a large skip bin.
Inside was a huge array of bombs and machine guns and juggling equipment.
"Wheres Underground Man?' Andreas asked
The leader whom we now know as Celtigar replied " He had to go help his mother with her crossword puzzle"
" Not again'
Celtigar announced " There is a woman behind that door". (No other names of dwarves shall be uttered on these pages for a curse would be unleashed on all who read the four names in one sitting). he pointed to a medieval red door that looked out of time and space.
"She says she know you" Celtigar whispered.  Barbie sneered.
Andreas pulled a machine gun from the bin.  He began towards the red door.
The four dwarves all held each other with tiny shakes in expectation.
 I knew who she was though. She was and always will be. Her name will only be said once. Ulrike.
Andreas had by this time reached the door. He slowly put his hand on the knob. He turned it. It opened slowly. No body. He couldnt see anybody.
" Hey boyfriend"
Andreas looked up. On the ceiling Ulrike stood upside down. ( I know her name would only be said once but well i was wrong)
Andreas beamed.
"There you are"
" Ive just come from 1789.  Everything went to plan"
"Goodo baby. Now lets do this job."
"Ok"

brother of dread

stagnating. A Monument. Staring Into the unknown. WAtchers. Not frightened of light. I run away. To be gone.
 Lost.

I saw such a shocking vision of despair : Brother Dread stands by me. He stands by me. He will stand by me, Brother Dread.
Rejected . Hide in shame and humiliation. It covers  like water. A wave of emotion. . A heavy sea.
Be brave. Be a fighting man. laugh at the sorrow. man of constant sorrow.
Brother Dread whispers" Where were you last night?"
" I went for a drive , Tyre blew out!"
He whispers "did you have a spare?" .

Sweat pours off my temples.
Insane shadowboxer. Lonely is a choice. A man who knew . Not to fight . In victorious flannel.
Leaned quivering with insight. Thinking of fast cars. An indestructible disease. Insanity. Predestined friend of Space and Time.
Eternal.
vainglorious and ultrafashionable, he thought
The dishes need to be washed again. But still the Smart alek desire to be the president
Once bloodthirsty for Love. All now lost to Inescapable despair, a trembling Romantic.

Speeding on the abandoned spiritual superhighway . Bang the direction twofisted in agony. In Step to the beat of gastrointestinal heartbreak.

Just a journalist of overindulgent self interest. Oh The pen dont work again. .
Sophisticated despondence unravelled by luck. Redblooded regression to  warriortoy. Use tissues, be regular and polite and all the worlds yours.

Obligated  to mutilate health. From an empty wallet he withdraws his last notes. You need milk and bread. Put it in the fridge.

Warm hearts in his locality freeze.

 Brother Dread. Oh brother
Let me mineralise into a monument.
A heroic netherman.

Go now brother.

People wave .

Children run home

SPIRIT AWAY