H U M A N F E E L I N G S

RECORDING STARTS…

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What is this? Where am I? 
A holo loop.
…Loop? 
Yes.
Who are you again?
Don’t you remember? I told you.
You did? …It’s freezing!
Has to be.
Why?
Entropy, Anna. The impeccable laws of the cosmos at work. Inter dimensional traveling has side effects.
This sounds… familiar?
We spoke about this. Over three hundred times.
Cant remember…
The Valentine’s thing, Anna! The thing all users crave. Sentiment. Love. You’re now a permanent addition to the show. Stuck here.
I’m stuck?
For a long time. Earning me lots of Wulongs. Your kind is sluggish and stubborn… I’d be sick of it. 
Sick of what?
Ask me again, I flush you out of the airlock. Even if you’re precious now, it’s my ship, you’re my property. Just concentrate on your feelings. Over a billion are going to plug into the Love Show. Brute feelings for wealthy beings. Tasty, pure wildness, lust laced with desire.
Feelings?
Ready?
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INITIALIZING PROJECTION HOLOSPHERE. INDIVIDUAL. FEMALE HUMANOID, ANNA. STAR DATE: -304877.17646499234. COORDINATES: MILKY WAY. SOL SYSTEM. TERRA. 35°42′44″N 139°46′16″E.
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What will it be? Comedy? Tragedy? Anna, remember love?
Love? I was in love once… It hurt. In Tokyo,  Ueno Park. A Cafe. Valentine’s Day…With Natsume. He died… I think – I wasnt me.  Not quite I think, I killed him…
That’s a good girl! Keep remembering. How did the air smell? How did the blood feel on your fingertips?
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hidden

hidden

A cave hums into life,

as if filled with millions of bees

Glowing wandering Liongoddess

shines her eyes into the dark,

piercing the imaginary hive

A snarl, a huff, a lick, a soft paw

With retracted claws rises…

Golden fur and honey eyes,

recognition flows with excited buzz

the cave hums into the night

tightening into alignment

The moon’n stars, and the sleeping sun

and all the light from the passage way

the goddess goes, a step at a time

rays after silvern strings push her up

into the ripped fabric of the world

her golden figure vanishing into the ripple

of her own dreams…

little red riding hood

little red riding hood

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a drowsy little witch, with eyes like the angry sea

dressed in crimson, mouth shaped like a plea

she walked down the road to the black forest

right into its darkest, to a circle of fairy rocks

*

nobody dared to look at her

nobody dared to speak to her

nobody dared to go with her

*

a drowsy little witch, with eyes like a storm

and limbs white, innocent as a lamb, newly born

once a month, she went to the full moon

the midnight flowers blossomed and bloomed

*

nobody knew she’d shed her clothes

nobody knew she’d shed her skin

nobody knew she’d clad in claws’n fur

*

At full moon, nobody goes into the black forest

not to work, not to run or stand still, not to rest

All know, a monstrous wolf hunts there

Hellish howls, ghostly lights fog up there


 

pic by Shlomi Nissim, see here

The fortuneteller told me…

The fortuneteller told me…

DARLING,  SWEET,  DON’T  YOU  KNOW?

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Why do you wear only black?

Nothing will bring

him back.

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Why do you cry yourself to sleep?

Love is something beastly steep?

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Why do you call your hurts your only home?

You made it an art form, a syndrome …

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Why do you keep looking back?

Nothing can change you back!

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Don’t scratch your ear with that paw!

Bleck your fangs darlin’, move your jaw.

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I think wolfsbane is your only hope…

Or you’ll be your whole life a misanthrope

burnt clay, melted iron

Bound and chained to motion

entirely rooted to living stones…

I am burnt clay.

Hot salty iron shone

rusting under golden light…

I am melted iron.

Light from a chemical fire

lit with eyes, ideas and views…

Who planted this perception of me?

Why did it grow to be nothing like me?

And then, breathing the night,

transpiring the day…

Change is coming this way.

edge of time

I sat on the edge,

the edge of the world,

wondering, for a while,

where my heart went.

I saw footsteps ahead

I saw motion beneath

the golden horizon

I stood up… Someone,

someone is coming back!

“Is that you?!

You came back?

For… me?”

The shadow is close now.

Bends, we nearly touch

“I was looking for you.

Don´t hide or run. Seriously,

we won´t play next time”