this old familiar yet uneasy feeling of it all escapes from it's cell deep within...he slips as he evades me, becomes trapped and begs for mersi....but this magistrate has no soft side for an old annoying feeling....so he lashes at him...damns him...and sentences him to another "suspended life sentence" behind this old rotten soul............

...they take him out...the public boos him....condemn him...throw garbage at him.....amidst this all.....that old annoying feeling finds his peace...smiles and winks at them and says "it's ok...it's all ok"

my doctor in Cordoba tells me "these signs & symptoms are indicative of chronic soul failure".....after years of insufficiency finally it has come to a grounding halt...you need to go on "Soul Dialysis"...........earlier...much earlier in my life he says, it could have all been averted by "behavior modification"..................
in the end..he adds a personal touch to his statements "may God have mercy on your soul.."

Leave it at this

He calls out "leave it at that"....it all seems a bit to complicated from outside...but all these scary equations simplify their way into his heart...in the end all he is left with is an empty feeling...and except the sucking feeling that sucks all the life out of his childish soul everything works fine...he calls out to me and asks for more dreams "For a fellow mate in need" but I'm fresh out of dreams, so he'll probably toughen it out until the next stock arrives....and well that's that and so he "leaves it that"...

..."This is it" I say..here is the next station, I'll get off here...I dust off the memories, hang them loose...watch them hum and chant and die out...and they rain on me like ashes from an old inefficient coal burner...and I dance...and sing along their dying songs...I go down ladders...go through light and yet again find comfort in the darkness within it...a warm old feeling awakes...and surrounds me....it devours me...the ghosts of all my past sins...past mistakes...avenge themselves....and then we will be salvated