X. FISHBOWL DOLL

It’s one thing to collect and another thing to recollect. Though recollecting is like electing certain memories and displaying them at the foreground of particular irrepressible . . . illustriously imposing images summoning up the endless unnamable procession streaming flawlessly through one’s bluesful agony of fishing a sustained flow of events through the patchy clouds of time’s revolting burps, the distortions of everyday visions often get raised to another level of perception . . . Or deception . . . However, collecting crow’s feet is neither expensive nor suspenseful hooey. Never tensive . . . Positively not offensive. I am convinced. Some might say that’s defensive. I get the point, but that’s not the point, but fuck those. Collecting old crow’s feet is so fucking relaxing and affirmative hobby that I can’t see any qualitative substitution to this sedative initiative. I said old crow’s feet. Gotta be old, bit and experienced to qualify for my collection. Though my fish bowl doll, who lives down the hall is a different story.

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IX. CRYIN' MAN - SELF-INTOXICATION

It’s all cool. Keep crying. I know . . . It’s maddening, isn’t it? Pressure is a privilege. Better embrace it. Like in tennis. Not exactly. But still . . . Only madmen can be really calm. Self-regulating, and self-reproducing can’t be a walk in the park. This thing called sensitivity could set you up for an intensified failure, but . . . Don’t get me wrong, I actually envy you for all those tears and not only for that . . . You are so lucky.

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VIII. CONFESSION

What’s more significant than myself . . . Only the idea about myself. The indisputable datum of my eternal thereness can be commensurable only to my immortality. The prerogative of being immortal constitutes the leisure of practicing infinite scrutinizing and contemplation. Leafing through this heavy album with color reproductions is like gazing through a tiny window at life’s cruel, laughable affair, overpopulated by those harnessed participants glorifying and promoting their incurable fears while flirting with death’s noseless grin and finally falling into death’s unforgiving grip.

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VII. DEADLINE EXCHANGE

She calls me Blogo. Bold, brilliant and brief . . . I am a special sort of thief. I steal time from their lifetimes. (While drinking wine.) I claw . . . the fervent core of my gray tofu dough. Longhand . . . I suffer the rectangular face of the white paper. I tend to unleash some hormonal, sometimes ammonia scented, dish of adjectives spiced with mega-dental but mental-microtonality wish. Sometimes I wish my pencil were not a sharp moon-driven wish. I stubbornly try to suppress the obstinate pressure of time spoiling the taste of my wine . . .

“Listen. There is this sort of competition. You gotta pay admission.”

“What’s that . . .”

“It’s all about some recognition.”

“What’s that . . .”

“Acceptance.”

“Are you sure . . .”

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This is the first page of the story. I charge a subscription of $36 per year for access to all my stories. There are 15 stories currently on my website -- ogoart.com -- and I will publish a new one each month, together with -- from time to time -- some excerpts from my novels. To subscribe, go to my website at www.ogoart.com and click on "Writings".