Snow & Blood & Such

Chapter 1

" 2000 years seems like such a long time to remember. The numbers begin to dissipate , and they can't seem to add up...
(Fuck)
Was it such a long time ago , or is it the Symbiosis ?

Have I taken so much pain killers that they are now part of me ?

( " But you know I can't shake the disease . The famine in my heart is here to stay " I mechanically repeat to myself )

The Blood dripping from the back of my head forces me to focus on the task at end.

I have to remember what happened !
I brush away her dark hair from my chest and I slowly rise from the bed.
The floor calls out my feet. I obey

The cold now crawls on to my feet , and suddenly I am back in Siberia !



Chapter 2

Traveling for years , I finally reach my destination.

" I seek an audience with him " I asked the first villager I could lay my eyes on.
( BLANK MEMORIES )

Tell me Priest : Is there something wrong with me . inherently ?
Is it the wrong genes , or the wrong mix ?
I'm a walking a road with the wrong ascendency ?

( BLANK MEMORIES)

Chapter 3

In the middle of the snow , I wonder what the priest is doing.
I try to redirect my attention to the crow what is standing in front of me; but he too is laughing at me.
With a swift motion ( no movement wasted , he lives up to the rumors ) , the priest throws a spear at my head.
The wooden edge of the spear begins to pill the back of my cranium like an orange being pilled by edward scissored hands ...or maybe like an angry rat eating thru flesh.
My memories begin to drip from my eyes , and ears.

They now lay in my trembling hands.
I use the last bit of energy I have left to open my eyes.

I see despair . "

" And now the past recedes " John Fruciante