Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
In short story form




















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Tuesday, November 25, 2003
 
Ready For Action
12-06-1999

Pump a bunch of water into a pool. Accidentally lock the key to the pump room inside. I want some little kid to swim through a tunnel to retrieve it, but noone will. The pumped water turns out to be slurry.

In a shopping mall hallway. Bunch of guys with laser guns firing at me. A midget gets on a stool and jumps up and down, firing back. Every other shot veers to the left to hit some guy. More keep coming. The midget walks into the middle of them and puts down his weapon. Then draws an uzi and wastes them all in a circle at close range. I pat him on the back and say, "I DO know to shoot, ya know." At the disgust of a couple of downsider girls, I take two energy guns from the dead guys. I hold up the group while I salvage ammo from a couple of other guns. I put two more guns in my inside leather jacket pocket, and the nitrous-looking ammo cartridges in my right pants pocket. To unload a gun, I smack it vertically on the ground, rip the side off, and slide a cylindrical casing away to peel out the cartridge. I put the original two guns in my two hands, ready for some action.

I walk into a bedroom, guns drawn. Someone puts me in a bearhug from behind. I somehow twist around in the bear hug and see it's Diasinou. I drop through to the floor, going between the legs. I fire upwards and kill my attacker. Someone else attacks me from under the bed. I nail them right away. I know there's two more attackers in this room, but they aren't coming out at me. I think I see one hanging on the wall, pretending to be a mannequin, but when I fire, just water comes out of my gun and squirts it in the face. When I leave, they both jump out. I turn around and blast them both through the head. I go back in and there's a snuggly girl lying completely naked on the bed. I don't remember what we talk about, but I lie close to her and ask her if she wants to get it on real quick. She's like "sure" as if it's no big deal, so I carry her across the hall to a comfy couch. I get her a pillow, then ask if she would like me to bring a sheet, too. She says she doesn't mind, that she's used to this, but I tell her I usually use one, so I get one anyway and lay it out underneath her. I don't want my nice couch to get messy. The moment I get on top of her, to my surprise, she's already guiding me in, but it slips and I miss the mark. Nonetheless, she orgasms right away, pushes me away, and sits up to recover for some reason. We decide to drive to a park and do it there, so we get into my car and drive. I turn into the park area down very narrow streets, cross a very large puddle, go up a ramp, and turn a corner. Other vehicles are taking up too much road, and a few times I'm almost run off of it. I also realize my brakes still aren't working because I never got them fixed after my trip to the airport.

I end up on a beach at night. In the water, wearing swim goggles.




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