Mirror Mirror On The Wall [Infinite Jest]

As the group continued towards the middle of the backstage, there was something that stuck out like a thumb. A sort of Greek-style statue was standing there. From a distance it looked like it was made of marble, but on closer look it was created with thick heavy rubber. Even it was, it still had a remarkable weight to it. The object stood very close to the screen and the curtains where the true stage lay behind. It stood behind a seam that led to the stage. It looks like it could be pushed through that boundary and collapse. But the actors were still too far away...

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During the midst of the ongoing music and the sound of movement. Within their minds, they could begin to hear someone speaking to them. It was a familiar voice, especially to the likes of Beard and the "female" member. It sounded cranky and annoyed.

the bearded lady makes unwaxed
waxing will be waning for the maiming rusty red

m0v3m3nt:

he was right about the voices right about the voices they were talking everyone could here not crazy they were they crazy ones stop it stop it stop. talking.

the voice a friendly laugh chortling of choas and keys to open the door to chaos and keys to open the door to chaos and keys to open the
stop.
talking.
Listen to the Lord..
He will tell you the way.

This is a lot less violent than I had planned. Shame no one has to die. That was the funny part.
meandering wondering dont get caught no yes never always watching waiting for the other shoe to drop the bass. it is a fractured plan that needed backwards togetherness friends would become less and more the whole sum of the parts wouldnt. timely it had to be timely or the fruit flies would be hungry choking on the gutter sludge of rusty dust. everyone would laugh it was a funny joke it came in peices shattered like boxes sagging.

Our lady will give the signal. You'll know what to do then. Listen to the voices in your head and wait to cut the puppets strings..

childs play with pretty dolls always the dumber never the wiser they would fall and break and bust but not busted dont get caught we like the voices they laugh and scream and laugh and laugh so pure. everything was lies and pretend game actors on a stage beat the bad guys criss cross applesauce weekend but after the eyes die the head comes off with rust underneath crying tired make it stop.
no more not anymore the game was over the lies were done time to cry tears of joy.
they would get the joke.
It was for their own good.
Stay by the switch. I'll get the camera. We don't want to record this special moment, do we?
It never happened. We were never here for it to happen.

goodbye fruit fly like a banana rotting filth to the eye stalk of wheat from the chaff all would reap forever. a childs toy never lasted the sentimentality into old fondness wence it came rusty and dusty with red they would fix them everything will be fixed the toys in the attic will come down for Christmas and make the children laugh and laugh like screaming it was a funny joke everyone would get it and gurgle choking on the gutter
sToP.
tAlKiNg.

m0v3m3nt:

#/bin/bash

wait

> history | grep power
>Turn Off The Power