The Moths and the Flame

The Moths and the Flame

Part 1: The Losing of the Asses and the Imprisonment:

Once upon a time there lived a real unit being named I, and then there was this one, not a being but a bundle of perceptions, named You. One fine morning, the I and the You went to take a dump in the river, and the piranhas chewed their asses off.

Now the assless I and the assless You were worried. The assless I was worried because now the whole world could see its guts and would know when they would curl up. The assless You was worried because now a part of it which could be perceived was gone and it felt like being a bit less. So, they went out to fight with the world, because that was the only button they had not pressed yet.

On the way, they met a fox that once was a lion and the fox that once was a lion told them: "too many Compromises, you see". To this, the assless I and the assless You asked, "what are they?"And the fox that once was a lion said: "the new zombies". The guts of the assless I curled up. The assless You was worried. So the fox that once was a lion said: "Nevermind. Just be truthful about lying and be honest with dishonesty, and the stars will follow you". So the assless I and the assless You decided to be truthful about lying and to be honest with dishonesty and the stars decided to follow them.

It could've been sad but sadness was yet another stone that had to be turned and once it was turned, they saw a flower with petals that were bleeding profusely. The fox that once was a lion was gone by then. The flower said, "don't worry, bleeding is supposed to be bad but the monstrous dynamos were here once and thus the "supposes" have fallen off the cliff. Just don't worry". So the assless I and the assless You didn’t worry. Their journey continued.

And then there was a tower which thought for the others and so the others were okay with life but the tower was very confused. The asslesses climbed the Tower. They heard voices. The Tower told them to rest there for a while and they listened to the Tower. They voices were still there like the voices are still here. And when it was time to go, the Tower told them not to forget about the king who sat upon a throne of processes and who was always sad and so the assless I and the assless You did not forget about the king who sat upon a throne of processes and who was always sad.

And then came the cafe. The mountain was looking down and the mountain had a backbone that was aching. The assless I and the assless You were dancing and the guru was playing a bagpipe. The rhinoceros was there to, a happy minstrel for the dark lambs and the clouds were supposed to be purple and so the clouds were purple and thus assless I and assless You learnt that everything that is supposed to be though learning not being absolute, they had to unlearn much. It was like a cleansing process. The aerosols brought fairies. The fairies danced with the assless ones. Things were going smooth. But then, like a sudden jolt, it all stopped. It was time to go. They went.

The forests had a mouth and they entered the belly of the forest through its mouth. they didn't like it there and so they were absorbed by the blood vessels. they could move around in red and white boats. it was thrilling for a while and the Compromise zombies the fox that once was a lion had told them about were all at bay for a while. but soon, the bay got navigable. so this time, it was time for the old neurons of the forest, honest slaves for an eternity, and the neurons played and swam and danced too, though in a form of transience and chaos, all around assless I and assless You.

And then came the clever wizard who asked them: "Are you clever and why is the mask in the forest and when is the mask in the forest and where is the mask in what forest and where is the forest and what mask are you talking about?"

Before they could answer, it was all moving and they couldn't go deep because depth brings complications and they wanted to be simple and simply assless. The new zombies were chasing them now. They ran round and round through the oaks which had eyes but couldn't move and through the shrubs that could move but didn't move and assless I and assless You were moving in circles and the new zombies were chasing them in circles. Then the asslesses entered a rocky cave that was a jawbone and had moss. They saw the king who sat on a high throne of a million tiny processes and he was the king who was always sad and he was the voice of democracy and free will and other high up constructs. Constructs were a funny breed of tiny sexless people with tinier wings. This breed ate on what the asslesses had felt to be in the void, and these people loved to place boulders in desert. The king could do no wrong and the king did no wrong. The king had fought a battle once. That battle was between the king and the Concepts. Concepts were fierce fighters. Their ablest generals were right and wrong. It was a bloody war. The king had Constructs on his side and they won. The king had slain right and wrong and had enslaved the Concepts. Many of the Constructs were dead, but Constructs could multiply faster than the speed of light and almost as fast as the speed of mind. Once enslaved, the Concepts were caged in tiny cells which were heavily guarded by a million strong and brave Constructs. The Concepts were planning to rebel, they were angry, bitter and frustrated. But they couldn't get out. Free Will was a strange general of the king and he/she was what can be called a loose cannon. The king was suspicious of the general's actions and even the Concepts got puzzled because at times it seemed like Free Will was on their side. However, Free Will was wise and he knew about the pointlessness of everything and he also knew that everything began from and ended in the Zilch-land. Now this Zilch-land was a funny place. It’s a bit like how assless I and assless You had felt in their stomach while the Roller Coaster was on free fall. Zilch-land was a bit like that feeling that oftentimes had tickled the boundar-walls of assless I's guts. The assless ones got to know of this story and this history because they looked at the Sadness of the sad king. the king had slain right and wrong in his war with the Concepts. That was a brave thing to do. However, right and wrong were eminently doable too and now that the king had slain both of them, he could do no right or wrong. And thus, Sadness was born. Sadness would always be a she in the land where Constructs were the moving force and where Concepts were chained and enslaved. Sadness was a she and she could never be sad because she herself was sadness. This made the assless I and the assless You slightly worried about the state of affairs.

But soon enough, the assless ones were thrown in a prison with the Concepts and having stayed for 15 billion years with them, they became Concepts as well. Rage was brewing. Storm was brooding. Rage and Storm were the two witch-sisters whom Concepts would summon regularly and though assless I and assless You were afraid of them initially, their fear gave way to need and addiction and requirement through essentiality. Essentiality was a fine looking lady who would serve potions and concoctions to Concepts and the asslesses had them too. Survival was a requirement, and Requirement was an old rusty primrose that had bloomed inside the prison cells. It was one as a Concept but it was many where it had bloomed and it had to be so. Had to be was a bald barnowl and it loved mirrors. Such was the secret underground world of the enslaved Concepts and assless I and assless You were truthful about lying and were honest with dishonesty just like the fox that once was a lion had told them to. So the new zombies remained at bay, ready with their warships.

Part 2: Times in Captivity and Preparations for Rebellion

It was bad. Bad was one of the Concepts but he was half a Construct too. So the Constructs didn’t harm him much. He got the special treatments and special treatments wore goggles and brassieres and he was feared and loathed by the Concepts. Fear and Loath were two big swords and they were sharp.

So assless I and assless You whiled away their time and they could see silhouettes of Sadness at the palace window.

Concepts and Constructs had many things in common because they had a common mother and the asslesses were blank when they learnt this because they had a common mother too and they can't imagine people having a common mother fighting to be the master. Common mother was a green rainy dream and master was the one with a whip and those two can never be reconciled because reconciliation had nasty fangs and they saw blood oozing from the fangs and they were reminded of the new zombies waiting outside the king's cave.

Reminder was an ancient wisdom and wisdom had beards like it’s supposed to have. the assless ones could feel the restlessness and restlessness was a sparrow. Assless I's guts began curling upwards and he was embarrassed and embarrasment was a yellow yellow dirty fellow with a mole at the tip of his nose and everyone was getting ready for something to burst out and something had so many colours that assless I and assless You couldn't make one out from the others. The king was tired. Tiredness wore red rags and had a smelly armpit though his other armpit smelled of jasmine and saltpetre. He had sent an army of constructs to guard the borders of the cave against the new zombies. but that was neither right nor wrong because the king could do none of them as he had slain both of them thus giving birth to Sadness. Free-Will seemed agitated. Agitation was a woman and also a man, and he (agitation) was a man and also a woman having one hundred and each carried a pamphlet of inscriptions that said everything. Everything included many things. Many things were moving fast and thus chaos was born. Chaos was a massive force and force had a cannon that shot massive balls of fire. Massive was the world. Chaos could spread fast and gain strength fast and chaos as an enemy was dreaded. Dread was a cold dry desert where nothing had water and nothing grew. Chaos could spit dread at the enemy and it did so, the enemy being Constructs and thus it all began. it all was everything plus everything left and that was many things too. The asslesses got ready to survive. Survival was a snowleopard.

Day by day it became evident that Free Will wanted Constructs and Concepts to become together and evidence wore a dusty gown that smelled worse than one of tiredness's armpits and a wig half of which was eaten by a mouse. The king could not take it anymore and but for sadness he would have either died or killed. Dying was heavy snowing. Killing was a rattlesnake from the otherside of glasses shining in moonlight. Free-Will abandoned his post and abandonment was brightly dark and darkly bright at the same time and abandon was wanton. Chaos sped up. Speed was just someone kicking the backside of Time though Time was a genuinely amiable fellow and genuineness was diamond. atleast he had an ass to be kicked on, unlike assless I and assless You. but assless I and assless You didn't complain about their lack of asses because the flower had told them of how the supposes ended and ending was a strong curtain fixed with the ground and besides complaint was the nagging kid everyone wants to slap tight and hard into eternal silence. Silence was beauty and beauty was a woman from fairytale picture books that has pictures with splendid colours and splendour is that which everyone clapped and cheered.

And one day Free Well unlocked the prison locks and disappeared. One day was a lightning-stroke, locks were dry heads of dead people and dead fishes staring blankly and disappearance was a cat from Cheshire. the cat from Cheshire was a tribute to all tales of children and zonked out fairies and fireflies and dreams that smelled of holidays and neon and happy cousins and games and all that ended with shocks and tremors and sweats of realisation because realisation was something that was there and that was very much very. Very was a rock that pulled balloons and ballooneers down and that couldn't be helped because help was a loose joint that used to be dislocated at the slightest push. Dislocation was the feeling of unworthiness and feeling was a flute-note and worth was another heavy thing that prevented big things from moving. the rebellion began and the Concepts were out on the streets and the streets were people with many faces and many names and faces and names were Constructs too though they pointed their little fingers at Concepts and so the Concepts felt that they were needed and need was a poor person who was very angry and the assless I and assless You knew that a poor person who is angry is made of flames of fire and that was a Construct they had in their pockets and a Concept that was following them, just like many other Concepts did. Following was a stream that formed a part of Chaos.

Part 3: The Rebellion, and Sadness

Sadness was silent. She was supposed to know dark things and dark things were supposed to be scary and scare was supposed to have red eyes and poison and was also supposed to play a major part in the Chaos and major part was where everybody sang and danced and only a few were left behind and left put and the only few were supposed to feel bitter about it and Hate it all together and Hate was supposed to be hideous and hideous was supposed to have toadwarts and humps and smell of rotten decomposed corpses but none of these happened because the supposes had fallen of the cliff as assless I and assless You were told by the flower whose petals were bleeding and so none of the supposes happened. What happened was what happened and what was happening was what was happening and the supposes were nowhere in the picture and nowhere was much like Zilch-land only that nowhere was not a land unlike Zilchland and nowhere was not a place or time of event or anything. So, things happened minus supposes. And so, Sadness was silent and silent was a valley that was all very quite with stars up above the world. Sadness was king's. She might have been a concept or a construct but she was neither and she was both and she was nowhere and she was everywhere and it all stunned Sadness with a deep sharp and constant pain and into a numb limbo and pain was what bore holes through the inside and numb limbo was a deep well where stuff refused to move or tremble or whimper and numb and limbo were Siamese twins and this made matters stand upside down and leftwards and rightwards and in every manner and rule and ruleless possibility, (possibility, of course, was a prison cell unlike probability which was a Ferris wheel that moved very fast) like matters stand when matters are very confused with regards to Sadness.

Sadness could've tried resisting Free Will but she didn't because Free Will was sunshine and Free Willl was strong and sharp and sunshine was something happy and happy was strange and strong and sharp was something that hurts and hurt was a friend to Sadness and so she didn't stop Free Will. Sadness was sharp too but in a different way and both Free Will and Sadness broke things but in different ways altogether and different ways smelled crimson. Sadness could've broken the dark open and she could've unleashed the dark brothers of scare and Hate to fight with Free Will but fight was so much of electricity and noise and fight would've been intense and intense was a strong thing that thrust deep and Sadness was herself so deep and so silently electric that she didn't want that. She just wanted the music that would be soft destruction and soft destruction was a velvet hiding and unhiding earthquakes and eruptions and thus Sadness let Free Will abandon his post and free the Concepts and go to Zilch-land and only Sadness knew that Free-Will was an Angel from Zilch-land who had strayed there on Free Will and had gone away on Free Will and only Sadness knew that and so she didn't stand in the way of Free Will and let Free Will go away to Zilch-land on Free Will and she chose soft destruction instead. Instead was also a different was, different from the other different ways and other was a different way as well and a miror-image of the different way of instead.

Meanwhile, and meanwhile was a petty thief, assless I and assless You were running through the streets and the streets were all blood and fire and sounds and the streets were dancing in a way of danger and danger was a regal monster with a billion ways and a trillion means. there were Concepts and Constructs fighting, Concepts with their own strength as individuals and Constructs as teams. Individual walked through the world alone and was strange in the sense that it could be strong or soft and good or bad and all these were Concepts and thus just like Concepts were individual, individual was Concept too. Again, team was all about houses of bricks and bodies of cells and decayed cavities of germs and decay was one of the many Constructs just like the germs were and all of them were Constructs and clearly, Concepts and Constructs were blood brothers with one and the same mother and this the assless ones knew and this the assless ones were sad of. They wanted them to be friends and want was a hollow howl that echoed an resonated through empty cobwebbed houses with broken doors in empty and desolate desert-villages and desolation was a genial giant who was so drunk that he couldn't move and he never meant any harm and with for whom Sadness was sympathetic because Sadness's sympathies always went for things which were hollow and through which pain had bored holes and desolation was hollow and pain had bored holes through desolation. Now that assless I and assless You were sad, they had Sadness and Sadness had them too, because when-you-have-something-the-something-has-you-too and this was the deal and this deal was both a Concept and a Construct and once this deal was, Sadness knew that they, meaning Concept and Construct, would be friends and would be one. However, the supposes being dead, she did not know that Concepts and Constructs were supposed to be friends and one an she could not suppose that they were friends and one and she could not suppose their friendship and oneness and friendship and oneness were two funny partners who were clowns and who made people happy and happy was so strange that happy was a stranger but supposes being dead, she could not suppose this stranger. Nevertheless assless I and assless You had Sadness and Sadness had them and they converged. Convergence was two coiled snakes and both had fangs with poison and poison was also a bit of blue and a bit of blue, being soft electricity, was Sadness. Thus, assless I and assless You were Sadness and Sadness was them.

once they were Sadness, they could see the fox that once was a lion and the fox that once was a lion told them, "remember, i told you to be truthful about lying and be honest with dishonesty, and that the stars will follow you if you do so. you have been be truthful about lying and be honest with dishonesty, and so the stars are following you." And then assless I and assless You saw he flower whose petals were bleeding and its petals were still bleeding and it told them that though the supposes had fallen off the cliff, the ises and the ares are still alive because they had parted from the supposes and thus the monstrous dynamos had let the ises and the ares be and assless I and assless You knew that be was what was and so the ises and the ares were and thus the stars were following them and the stars are following them because that was an is and an are and also a was and a were and all at the same time and all at the same place and all with to for from and with the same object and all to from for and with the same subject. Thus, the stars are following them.

Meanwhile, a funny thing had happened and funny was a thin bald guy that wore a loose robe with rainbow stripes and had eyes that glinted green in dark and lemon-seeds on his nostrils. the funny thing was that a few of the Concepts had reached the king's throne of processes and had pushed the king and the king used to sit still and make no movements even with his open eyes that seemed to be fixed for eternity and eternity was a journey through whites blacks and in-betweens and the king had just toppled. the king was dead and long lived the king but the king was dead and dead was a heavy cloud of white smoke and the king apparently was killed by the new zombies who were Compromises while the king was about to slay right and wrong in the battle with Concepts and the new zombies had covertly possessed the king’s body and had ruled since then and no one knew except Free Will because Free Will was an Angel who could sense Compromises and his purpose was to fight the Compromises and he was waiting for the right opportunity. Opportunity was a way out of the burrow and Free Will, being an Angel, would find his opportunity and only Free Will knew that what the rest knew as king, knew being points that move backwards in straight lines and also in zigzags, was a huge lifeless body controlled by the new zombies and Concepts and Constructs were slowly coming under the influence of the new zombies and the new zombies had also planned it this way and they had also planned to leave the king's body and take over by themselves when the opportunity came. Thus, both Free Will and the Compromises had found their ways out of the burrows and were ready to conflict and conflict was a collision that produced sparks that led to forest fires.

Now that the king was dead and dead was heavy smoke and smoke never stays, Sadness was no more and Sadness didn't stay and assless I and assless You were not Sadness and Sadness was not them anymore but they still had the stars following them. Following was still a stream and the assless ones flowed with the stream and so did the stars and all because of the following. Free Will had come out of the burrow and so had the New Zombies and they collided and since the discovery of the king's death and of the power of the Compromises and power being destructive and destructive being a monster in rampage with flaring nostrils, Concepts and Compromises were finally united against the common enemy, i.e., against the new zombies and enemy being hate and hate being hideous and hideous being toadwarts and humps and smell of rotten decomposed corpses and this was something that not only was a suppose but also was an is and though supposes were dead, ises were not. thus, Concepts and Constructs were finally friends with minor differences that were minor and minor was a child that played with grassreeds in twilight and differences being bridges on rivers and bridges being much liked and like being much clapped and much being many, Concepts and Constructs were allies, united against a common and more powerful enemy and common was sharing stuff and cheering and doing stuff together, they were together too and what was me and my and mine to one was no more they and their and theirs but were now you and your and yours. They decided to fight the new zombies and the battlefield was ready. Battlefield was a real though victory and defeat were all through Concepts and Constructs. If compromises were to win, Free Will's purpose would not be served. Fight was much of electricity and noise and fight was intense and intense was a strong thing that thrust deep and Sadness being related, Sadness watched from a distance though she was to be freed by Free Will from the zombies who infested the king. The battle happened and it was destructive and unlike soft destruction which was a velvet hiding and unhiding earthquakes and eruptions, this was hard destruction and hard destruction needs to velvet to hide and all quakes and eruptions were out in the open and it was brutal and brutal is big machines without heart that destroy everything but destroys life first and brutal destroyed many concepts and constructs but Free Will was sharp and sharp being something that hurts and hurt, whom we know as a friend to Sadness being a part of destruction and was brutal enough and hurt which came from the sharp that was Free Will was brutal enough to destroy all of the new zombies and thus finally, Free Will was totally free and so was Sadness and then they held hands and went to nowhere. Nowhere was much like Zilch-land only that nowhere was not a land unlike Zilchland and nowhere was not a place or time of event or anything. And nothing was a palace in nowhere. Free Will and Sadness were the king and the queen of nowhere and they lived in the palace. Sadness was trapped by Compromises and Compromises had imprisoned her when the king had died from the weariness of slaying right and wrong and weariness was senile and senile was cold and old and had blue veins that stood out like pipelines over wrinkled skins made of cells most of which were dead because the chromosomes and the coiled ladder inside the cells were dead and dead was a heavy cloud of white smokes. Since the king was slain by weariness, who, besides being senile, was also an able general of Compromises and he had killed the king, and since the death of the king, the new zombies had started trying to control Sadness. Dead being a part of nowhere, Free Will knew that the king was dead when the king was dead and he was waiting for the right opportunity, just like the new zombies were. So, he had built a station at Zilchland which was where he would go away and await the onslaught from Compromises. Onslaught was a torrent of blades with sharp edges and we all know what sharp is by now. The torrent had come and the torrent had flooded and the conflict had happened and conflict being a collision that produced sparks, the conflict led to forest fires. Free Will had sent the fox that once was a lion, to warn the assless ones and also to let them know how to get the stars to follow them. The assless ones had done what the fox that once was a lion had told them to do to get the stars to follow them and so, now the stars were following them. Assless I and assless You were prisoners of Compromises and they were freed by Free Will, just like Sadness and just like whatever remained of the Concepts and the Constructs after the onslaught. In this way, Free Will freed Sadness, the asslesses, the whatever remained of the Concepts and Constructs from the new zombies and Free Will also resolved the hostility between Concepts and Constructs who had been turned against one another by Compromises because Compromises knew that had Concepts and Constructs remained united, they would have resisted their reign. However, their reign was over and Free Will had slain the new zombies just like they had slain the supposes by pushing them off the cliff, thus making the flower bleed.

Part 4: The Slaying of the New Zombies

Now that the king was dead and dead was heavy smoke and smoke never stays, Sadness was no more and Sadness didn't stay and assless I and assless You were not Sadness and Sadness was not them anymore but they still had the stars following them. Following was still a stream and the assless ones flowed with the stream and so did the stars and all because of the following. Free Will had come out of the burrow and so had the New Zombies and they collided and since the discovery of the king's death and of the power of the Compromises and power being destructive and destructive being a monster in rampage with flaring nostrils, Concepts and Compromises were finally united against the common enemy, i.e., against the new zombies and enemy being hate and hate being hideous and hideous being toadwarts and humps and smell of rotten decomposed corpses and this was something that not only was a suppose but also was an is and though supposes were dead, ises were not. thus, Concepts and Constructs were finally friends with minor differences that were minor and minor was a child that played with grassreeds in twilight and differences being bridges on rivers and bridges being much liked and like being much clapped and much being many, Concepts and Constructs were allies, united against a common and more powerful enemy and common was sharing stuff and cheering and doing stuff together, they were together too and what was me and my and mine to one was no more they and their and theirs but were now you and your and yours. they decided to fight the new zombies and the battlefield was ready. battlefield was a real though victory and defeat were all through Concepts and Constructs. If compromises were to win, Free Will's purpose would not be served. fight was much of electricity and noise and fight was intense and intense was a strong thing that thrust deep and Sadness being related, Sadness atched from a distance though she was to be freed by Free Will from the zombies who infested the king. The battle happened and it was destructive and. unlike soft destruction which was was a velvet hiding and unhiding earthquakes and eruptions, this was hard destruction and hard destruction needs to velvet to hide and all quakes and eruptions were out in the open and it was brutal and brutal is big machines without heart that destroy everything but destroys life first and brutal destroyed many concepts and constructs but Free Will was sharp and sharp being something that hurts and hurt, whom we know as a friend to Sadness being a part of destruction and was brutal enough and hurt which came from the sharp that was Free Will was brutal enough to destroy all of the new zombies and thus finally, Free Will was totally free and so was Sadness and then they held hands and went to nowhere. nowhere was much like Zilch-land only that nowhere was not a land unlike Zilchland and nowhere was not a place or time of event or anything. And nothing was a palace in nowhere. Free Will and Sadness were the king and the queen of nowhere and they lived in the palace. Sadness was trapped by Compromises and Compromises had imprisoned her when the king had died from the weariness of slaying right and wrong and weariness was senile and senile was cold and old and had blue veins that stood out like pipelines over wrinkled skins made of cells most of which were dead because he chromosomes and the coiled ladder inside the cells were dead and dead, besides being a heavy cloud of white smokes. Since the king was slain by weariness, who, besides being senile, was also an able general of Compromises and he had killed the king, and since the death of the king, the new zombies had started trying to control Sadness. Dead being a part of nowhere, Free Will knew that the king was dead when the king was dead and he was waiting for the right opportunity, just like the new zombies were. So, he had built a station at Zilchland which was where he would go away and await the onslaught from Compromises. Onslaught was a torrent of blades with sharp edges and we all know what sharp is by now. The torrent had come and the torrent had flooded and the conflict had happened and conflict being a collision that produced sparks, the conflict led to forest fires. Free Will had sent the fox that once was a lion, to warn the assless ones and also to let them know how to get the stars to follow them. The assless ones had done what the fox that once was a lion had told them to do to get the stars to follow them and so, now the stars were following them. Assless I and assless You were prisoners of Compromises and they were freed by Free Will, just like Sadness and just like whatever remained of the Concepts and the Constructs after the onslaught. In this way, Free Will freed Sadness, the asslesses, the whatever emained of the Concepts and Constructs from the new zombies and Free Will also resolved the hostility between Concepts and Constructs who had been turned against one another by Compromises because Compromises knew that had Concepts and Constructs remained united, they would have resisted their reign. However, their reign was over and Free Will had slain the new zombies just like they had slain the supposes by cruelly pushing them off the cliff, thus making the flower bleed and cruel was fumes from a cauldron where poison was stirred by Hate whom we have mentioned and described before.

Part 5: The First Infinite Loop Trap

Now, Free Will was pleased with assless I and assless You because they had been Sadness an Sadness had been them while he was away at Zilchland making preparations for the onslaught. Thus, though the sparks from the collision had led to a forest-fire in the neurons of the forest where the new zombies had chased the asslesses right into their trap which was a cave where the dead king sat on this throne of processes, Free Will made them move through the forest and out of it and they saw the wizard that had asked them about the masks burning. That was the last thing Free Will did and Free Will held Sadness's hand and they went back to nowhere and the fox that once was a lion became a lion again because he had to become a fox to survive among Compromises but now that Compromises were nomore, the could be a lion again. All of them went away and assless I and assless You found themselves moving around in reds and whites within the blood vessels of the forest once again.

However, before long assless I and assless You realised that the reds and the whites were taking them in a singular process and they were moving in a circular loop. singular process and circular loop were procedures and procedures were methods with strong stonewalls and iron-bars and methods were also a system and system was a tool of slavery and slavery was being bound ad being bound was chains and chains were armies marching in straight files and shooting at the throat. so the asslesses realised that they have to resist this and realisation was a guru this time and this time was a static dot and in that static dot, assless I and assless You jumped down into the blood-river and started swimming upstream with all strength and swimming upstream with all strength was effort of genius and succeeding in swimming upstream with all strength was a genius and after much effort and effort was a gigantic lifeform with muscles and tissues of the shape of mountains and with effort the asslesses succeeded because they had stars following them now as Free Will had blessed them with stars as their eternal followers and those who are eternally followed by stars, be it real people or bundles of perceptions, succeed and so the asslesses succeeded in swimming upstream with all strength and that was genius. before long, the system of the forest with its military ranks (military ranks being boots that crush little children, tulips and baby-rabbits into pulp under them while marching through streets of steel) comprising of dots and zeroes and codes and structures and data and mantra and nuggets and modules each being boats carrying crypts which only slaves in bondage could decode but assless I and assless You couldn't decode because they were not slaves of the system in bondage, threw them up because they were alien to the system and thus the system was uneasy of them and the system being the forest, the forest was uneasy of them as well and they were aliens to the forest as well and in this way, being puked by the forest and puking being a process too - one of cleansing the system of unwanted aliens, the forest had made use of a process and an extreme one at that, to get rid of assless I and assless You but they didn't mind because that was at least an extreme and extreme was a strong thing and a strong thing is one that pushes against the walls and stretches the limits and atleast was a compromise and thus a the seeds of compromise that had been planted by the new zombies when assless I and assless You were in their prison started sprouting and before long the new zombies spread out like germs and they took hold of Sadness once again, created rift and rift was a mad movement of positing and juxtaposing and everything that can be torn apart and torn apart is an expression of strength and angst and all these happened and once again they made the king slay right and wrong and they made weariness slay the king and they took hold over the kingdom by keeping the king seated on his throne of processes with eyes wide open and they kept the Concepts as slaves and the Constructs as builders and developers and thus also slaves of a higher statues, thereby creating differences and differences were gaps where the new zombies could plant more of their seeds and soon they spread throughout and grew in strength requiring Free Will to intervene once again and incite rebellion among the Concept and unite them and Constructs through the realisation that the king was actually dead and that the new zombies were their actual and common enemy and then Free Will had to slay the new zombies and rescue Sadness and the help the fox who once was a lion become a lion again and then Free Will went back to nowhere in the palace of nothing with Sadness and the fox who was once a lion and now a lion once again and Free Will also helped assless I and assless You get out of the neuron-forest which was again in flames from the conflict between Free Will and Compromises and before long the asslesses were moving upstream with effort of genius and succeeding in doing so because the stars were following them and the process of getting thrown up by the forest and the system because the forest which was also a system could not bear alien intruders and could deal with them only through the extreme process of puking was also repeated Compromise was born within the asslesses once again and this was a loop and loop was a trap and also a prison made by the new zombies and this continued infinite number of times and for an eternity and infinity and eternity were partners in crime and crime was grease and oil on machines placed on dark and damp alleyways and everything kept on happening again and again.

Part 6: The Infinite Loop Trap Leading to Another Infinite Loop Trap

And after everything was repeated infinite times and for eternity assless I and assless You got so bloddy much pissed off (and getting so bloody much pissed off is a static point where one can do anything and everything and everything is many things and anything is each one of those many things as a singular unit and a singular unit is something one can't see in nowhere and can see in everywhere and so this time it was beyond Free Will's jurisdiction and right inside the jurisdiction of c'est ennui) that they (the assless ones) said "fuck it, we're out of this shit" and so the assless ones fucked it and were out of that shit and this time it was c'est ennui that helped them by planting flowers of evil inside both of the asslesses and the flowers of evil killed sucked the germs of the new zombies in them with their roots and now the new zombies, i.e., the compromises, were all within the flowers of evil which were within assless I and assless You and so this time they were out of the loop and in the care of c'est ennui and they knew that it was futile to resist c'est ennui because c'est ennui had given them the flowers of evil and the flowers were growing inside them and they were safe as the flowers of evil were antidotes and now the assless ones were cured of what they were suffering from and gettng cured of what they were suffering from was suffering from the cure but that was the only option the asslesses had and so they had to be accept and reconcile. Accept and reconcile were the new zombies now and c'est ennui was spreading his empire now.

however that to accept and reconcile is the only option was only a perception and there could be another one which would give them the choice between not accepting reconciling and accepting and reconciling and that there could be yet another perception of not opting to choose between not accepting and reconciling and accepting and reconciling and there can be yet another perception which can be between choosing not to choose between not-accepting and reconciling and accepting and reconciling and choosing to choose between not-accepting and reconciling and accepting and reconciling and in this way the perceptions could negate all choices and options which were buttons and there were infinite buttons which could be pressed. negating all the buttons and choosing not to choose between choosing to choosing to choosing to....(till infinite choosing tos) press the all the buttons or a few of the buttons and choosing to choose between the same could also be negated by a perception which would negate the choices. perceptions were weapons and they had an annihilator button named negation and assless You being a bundle of perceptions could thus choose between pressing the negation button and not pressing it and with another perception assless You could negate the choice of choosing and non choosing and with yet another negation button assless You could negate the choice between the choice of not choosing to not choose between negation and non-negation i.e., between pressing and non-pressing the annihilator button and also to negate this negation as to negate the negation of this negation and also to negate the negation of the negation of this negation. negation was thus just a matter of pressing buttons and pressing buttons was a matter of conscious choice though the choice, the conscious and the matter could also be negated by yet another perception that assless You had in its arsenal and this perception in itself was a self-annihilator button but then again assless You could choose between choosing or not choosing this perception and assless You could also choose to negate the option of choosing and not choosing to use this perception or to use any other perception and he could also choose between negating the choice between negating the choice between negating the choice between (...down to an infinity) pressing and non-pressing and assless You could also choose non-negation of the choice of non-negation of the choice of non negation of the choice of (...up from infinity to the point where that particular perception where this choosing happens). thus, assless You could negate matter choice and action and could choose not to negate the same and could also choose not to make that choice and could also choose not to choose between making that choice and not making that choice and making this choice and not making this choice.

Thus, assless You defeated c'est ennui on the question of choice and non-choice and on the question of not choosing between choice and non-choice. however, this was all done by assless You and thus Ego passed from assless I to assless You because the Ego is that which passes from the one who can't do to the one who can't. it was in a similar fashion that Compromises had defeated the king because once the king couldn't do right and wrong but Compromises could, the Ego passed from the king to the Compromises and the king was a void and void is a place where nothing is and places where nothing is are thirsty for somethings and so the Compromises put weariness in the king's void and the king's void being thirsty for something and weariness being a something, the king's void took it all in and weariness was senile and senile was cold and old and had blue veins that stood out like pipelines over wrinkled skins made of cells most of which were dead because the chromosomes and the coiled ladder inside the cells were dead and dead was a heavy cloud of white smokes, and so the king had no choice but to be dead and the king couldn't choose between choosing and not choosing to be dead and the king could not choose to choose or not to choose from and between choosing or not choosing between not choosing to choose or not to choose to choose to be or not to be dead and choosing or not choosing to the choosing of or not-choosing of and between the choose to be or not to be dead and to choose or not to choose the other choices. Choices are blood and the new zombies had sucked them out. But the king was a unit just like assless I and units are rather helpless and helpless is a little girl lost in a big black forest with cold winds blowing against her face and wolves howling close by. However assless You was a bundle of perceptions till the Ego transferred from assless I to assless You and thus until the Ego was transferred, he had the choice of choosing and not choosing and of negation of choice of choice between choosing and not-choosing and so on till infinity and everything. But now that the Ego was transferred, assless You was no more a bundle of perceptions but a unit, just like assless I. And assless I being an unit and not having an Ego, was dead because units are to be restricted in choice and without Ego one can't have the restriction of choices and non-choices. Thus, assless I was dead because he had no Ego and assless You was no more a bundle of perceptions because it had the Ego now and was alive and we all know what dead is and alive is the exact opposite to that. Also, assless You, being no more a bundle of perceptions but a unit, became vulnerable to lack-of choice and thus the Ego, by making assless You a unit, also made it subject to restrictions. Nevertheless, the loop of c’est ennui was broken after this exhausting fight and exhaustion was heavy breathing of the giant gears and spokes and wheels.

Part 7: Happy Karma, the Boons and the Piranhas Again

It was all over and assless You was sad because it was a unit now and it had restraints and its friend was dead. Assless You did not want the Ego and wanted it to go away but now it couldn't choose or not choose between choosing or not choosing the going away of the Ego. It was subject to the restraints and the restraints made it subject to the Ego and it was not a bundle of perceptions anymore and it was the subject of a subject of the Ego, the subject of the Ego being restraints. Assless You couldn't negate or non-negate and thus it was trapped once again in the prison of Restraints and Restraints, in turn, was a prisoner of the Ego. Thus, assless You's state was miserable, miserable being a cat in freezing water, because assless You was not merely a prisoner but was the prisoner of a prisoner. So, assless You cried as it had lost its freedom and was a prisoner and was no more a bundle of perceptions. But once Freedom got involved, things got interesting and interesting is Cartoon Network on holidays though it's a network, meaning a chain, as well. Freedom was the father of Free Will and Karma was a brother of Free Will and a son of Freedom and Karma was also a king of nowhere (nowhere had no subjects. all the inhabitants were kings and they loved in separate palaces. The palace of Karma was everything just like the palace of Free Will was nothing. only their father who was the father of all the Kings of nowhere lived in a cave at the top of a mountain.) So Karma came down to assless You from his palace of everything in nowhere and Karma was pleased with both the asslesses because they had helped his brother and sister-in-law, meaning Free Will and Sadness respectively. So Karma gave them two Boons and Boons were bright rods made of a single shining diamond and diamond was forever and forever was eternity minus the loops and joyrides and sorrowrides. The first Boon made assless I alive and gave assless I an Ego of its own. The second Boon kicked Ego off assless You and made assless You a bundle of perceptions again. And Karma went back to his palace of everything in nowhere.

The piranhas were impressed and impress was a crowd clapping their hands and twinkling their eyes at you, and the piranhas came from the river and gave assless I and assless You their respective asses back, and thus I and You were assless I and assless You no more.

Part 8: Another Circle begins and the Moral and the FuckOff

One day the I and the You went to take a dump in the river and the Piranhas chewed their asses off again. So they were assless and assless I was worried because now everyone could see his guts curling up and guts were thick things which made their presence felt by curling up and everyone was many ones and assless You was worried because it was a bit less now and so they started out once again.

On the way, they met a fox that once was a lion and the fox that once was a lion told them: "too many Restraints, you see". To this, the assless I and the assless You asked, "what are they?". And the fox that once was a lion said: "the new zombies". The guts of the assless I curled up. the assless You was worried. So the fox that once was a lion said: "nevermind. just be truthful about lying and be honest with dishonesty, and the stars will follow you". so the assless I and the assless You decided to be truthful about lying and to be honest with dishonesty and the stars decided to follow them.

The moral of the story is that once I or You/I and You lose our asses, the assless I and the assless You has to go through all sorts of shit to get the respective asses back.

I think You’ve got better things to do than reading this because I am a Unit and You are a bundle of perceptions. So just go and do those better things.