Lecture Series 97

one R (Smiley-faced red letter R); the baby alone, afraid of strangers but every one she knows is stranger than you are.

y˙˙have ∞ dualities---paper or plastic, for here or to go, Alice or Elizabeth, Gina or Amy…∞dualities, everyone is there. you & y˙˙˙; A≠A, when Alice does not equal her self, who is she when she is ten feet tall? PoW!! to the moon! this side, when Alice isn't herself she is Alison. Alison has adventures of her own; Alison's Adventure in BubbaLand,

The Very Slow Werewolf doesn't undergo his transformation in just a month. The Very Slow Werewolf takes years to go from smooth and hairless, meek and mild. Just a guy, like any other, growing a gut, growing tired, growing hairier every year, a Sleepy Teddy Bear kinda guy, but inside he is wild. The old hunger grows, the hunger of our people to rend and tear, bloody-muzzled, out of no where loners no more, savage and destructive. Sworn enemies of the Vampyre and their Zombie slaves. No dainties’ morsels “Blood from the neck---it is only the essence I seek…” We pull out from you streaming gobs of liver and lights, red w/ hunger, sated only by meat. We can smell the taint of the Vampyre on their chosen victim. It gives us great murderous joy to ruin a mortal for the sweet surrender into the arms, intangible made flesh thru desire, all that Romantick garbage, no surrender, no love beyond death,, because the Very Slow Werewolf kinda just ambles into your Scene, Vampyre man, and breaks the mood for delicate horror w/ some very real terror and death. Werewolves only fear dying to be undead, weakened, slave. Vampires are immortal, but they had to die to get there. Witches die and then return to be themselves, but wake to the new life forgotten the old, and none to guide them back. Zombies die when the will that drives them dies, the bound flesh undone. Only the Werewolf, shapeshifter, can find the key to immortality in the body, ageless, almost unkillable (the head must be destroyed). The Very Slow Werewolf has found the key, a potion, the spell to tell iT® right. A≠A. Alice is not herself today. 23 Skidoo, the code is bu. figure it out yourself.

there R
infinite dualities
y, me & kittie
4 Monsters zombie witch werewolf vampire––guess which one am i: a very slow werewolf
falling forever;
ëëë–––!!!!
Death,
there is no C
it's Beautifull…man, iT®s beautifull…, iT® is BE… …
alone, Always

This story is not true. If it were true, then i would not have to tell it, you all would remember. None of this would be necessary.