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To: alt.magick.chaos From: tyagi mordred nagasivaSubject: Auto-rite: 'Breakage' (For the Jovial Pelting) (9407.autorit.tn) Date: 49940703 940703 ___ |\ / B | \ / R | \ / E | \ /________ A | \/ | K \| A E G (for tzimon) the tune-up barely helped "As long as it will make it to the mountains," I said. it stalled four times getting to six-thousand feet luckily I knew something of auto-repair only the third time were parts required secluded in a mountain glade popped the trunk, out comes the kerosine backpack contained the robes and other tools sunsetting in the month of Kaos later, I knew, the Jovial Pelt would be visible now I dove into the cold waters of streamblood purifying myself before the purge, I shivered to the bone rolling in pine needles, naked, sap-strewn having fasted for two weeks on fruit-juice, I rattle foil pans popcorn robing, scenting myself with mugwort and juniper splashing the kerosine, the last of sunlight Barney in the driver's seat with a flower secluded in a mountain glade cleared of debris, open to starlight attaching flint to my staff, sunglint off polished steel roof in goes the tape, the ritual begins blaring music, the birds leave in a cloud suddenly the drugs take full effect a wild animal in the wilderness twisting, turning, heavy guitar, swinging the staff secluded in a mountain glade one with the fury of sound out on the edge, down comes the flint SMACK! CRACK! BA-BA-BOOOOM! conflagration rips heat across my body searing off eyebrows, all my armhair music screaming, I flail away, diving roll, moving to the metal noise, metal pyre elated, the burn of a futile society chanting the Agni invocation, application of corn POP! the host is born bashing the fuck out of the smoldering carcass staff blows to slow jazz roll boulder smashing the remains, buried trash secluded in a mountain glade black of soot, rubber smell rabidly quaffing cornpop and cornwhiskey sleeping on the remains, dreaming of peacocks backpacking to the highway, walking home elendraug i69!
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