WHITE: BOOK TWO OF THE STORY OF US ALL TRILOGY
CLICK HERE FOR THE LARGE FORMAT WITH FULL COLOR INTERIOR PAINTINGS BY ERIC FIAZI
CLICK HERE FOR THE KINDLE VERSION
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The second part of The Story of Us All Trilogy is here: White. The first book in the trilogy, Black, came out in 2018. Red, the final stage of these inverted alchemical stories, will be released in 2022.
With White, the adventures of Firebird, Black, Austin Osman Spare, Faust, Mephistopheles continues through the surreal and real, through The Spirit World, The Divine Chaos and more.
The Story of Us All Trilogy is a storytelling adventure of Inversion, taking classics from the past - Parzival by Eschenbach, The Divine Comedy by Dante, and Faust by Goethe - and flipping them upside down in a surreal and modern way.
The stories are you, for this is The Story of Us All. Take the ride to find out.
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Go to the page on this site for the first book in the trilogy, Black, to get a copy and begin the adventure, via either Kindle, large format with full color paintings, or hardcover.
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Below is a sample from the book, White, in red text, the opening passages. At the bottom are a few of the paintings used in the interior of the book, exquisitely painted by Eric Fiazi.
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CHAPTER ONE.
CORRUPTION.
White seeks out White. ... Corruption seeks out
corruption. ... Shreek!! ... Go that way, slave! ... Split up the never-
cried defenses! ... Divide and conquer ... the baggage of scrippage! ...
The best lame feet lessons in life teach thee a morsel of the carved
cum truth. ... Eat up your entrails ... earthquakes! ... A south sea
discovery throws them into the mutton! ... Rip apart the manly
eyeballs of the young cows! ... Sad brows ... alas the hack! ... Into
the veins of gargantuan lemons and kittens. ... Back! ... Put it
back! ... Bring me out of tune. ... The way out is always through,
they say. ... The way out is always through. ... The way out is always
true. ... The way is always throughout. ... The true is through
always. ... The blood love songs. ... The love name guts. ... The
nimble wit tears rail against our Mistress the World. ... Is it always
worth it? ... Pleasure and Pain ... mix it together ... clock ... and you
get Always Swift Footed Time ... Hack! ... Hack it apart to separate
the Pain from the Pain. ... Life is a Contracted Marriage and you
ambles the prison shackles so well, Burden! ... Turn every corner
and you get stuck inside another Still All. ... Wrack your brains
against Corruption and you will always get More Corruption! ... Eat
up the White and you will always eat more White! ... No! ... White
is more than just White! ... It is your History! ... It is the Cause ...
My Soul ... for all Your Pain! ... Bleed through ... bleed it through ...
give. White is not Purification! ... Lies! ... Lies! ... All lies!
- So tell me again! ... The Preacher preached ... barking
up the Fancy Monger.
- Let no man walk the earth alone with The White! ... A
Lean Beard-Neglected Chick began. ... For it be a Cold
Carcass who lives and breathes the Diving Bells of Point-
Devised White!
- But it must be heard ... again and again!
- What?
- It must be heard again and again that White is The
Verses of the Trees!
- It is not!
- It is!
- It is Not!
- It is So!
It cannot be because it cancels out all likelihood of cell life on
the moon. ... It has been argued once before. ... Take the
Whippers! ... Take the Curious! All manner of lands mistreated by
Proud Fantasticals and Winning Cattle! ... In all extremities ... in all
dominions ... lives corruption! ... Live it! ... Breathe it! ... Eat it! ...
Innocence is Always Lost! ... Yes! ... We begin with Ideals! ...
Yes! ... Preach ... Preacher! ... We start with Idealism! ... Yes! ... I
am Cumming! ... We begin with heroism! ... Nobility! ... We
embark on the journey with hope! ... HOPE! ... We open our
mouths and swallow Hope alive! ... We open our mouths and eat up
Innocence! ... Yes! ... We fly to the heavens with all possible
Enchanting Dreams! ... Delirious Dreams! ... Yes! ... Open
Hearts! ... Yes! ... Open Minds! ... We will Overcome! ... We shall
overcome! ... We are the Chosen Ones! ... Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes!
- But no! ... Said the leader of the Flock.
- We are not the chosen ones! ... Said the Flock.
- Indeed we are not! ... We have tripped ... we have
fallen ... we have hit ourselves again and again.
- Beaten ourselves to a Bloody Pulp!
- One punch ... after another ... after another!
- Pow! ... Bam! ... Sock! ... Wack! ... Oooffff!
- Punch after punch! ... Kick after kick!
- Beat him while he is down! ... Kick after kick!
- Beat him while he is down! ... Kick him in the stomach!
- And that’s what happens!
- That is what always happens!
- If we do not beat ourselves to a pulp ... someone else will!
- Someone else will ALWAYS beat you to a pulp!
- A Bloody pulp!
- Someone else will!
- For when we fall and get beaten to a pulp ... we make
sure someone else gets beaten to a bloody pulp too! ...
And falls!
- Fall!
- The Fall of Man is Woman!
- The Fall of Woman is Man!
- The Fall of Man and Woman is Cleanliness!
For White is Cleanliness. ... Cleanliness is White. ... White is
Corruption. ... Corruption are The gods. ... For if we do not beat
ourselves to a bloody pulp ... and someone else does not beat us to a
bloody pulp ... then The gods Themselves will make sure to! ... The
gods work in Mysterious Ways! ... To Cut Us Down ... to Bring Us
Down. ... Through Man. ... Through Woman. ... Through
Experience. ... Through War. ... Through Rape. ... Through
Murder. ... Through Torture. ... Through Heartbreak. ... Through
Death. ... Through Fears. ... Through Desires. ... Through
Greed. ... Through Normalcy. ... Through Jealousy. ... Through
Insecurities. ... Through all forms and all ways. ... Always. ... A
Great Reckoning in a Little Room! ... Is honesty a daily word? ...
The truest poetry that gods have made did hope to faint truly hard
favored materialism! ... The foulest slut! ... Praise be the gods for
your foulness, slut! ... He promised to couple us in the Meeting with
the gods! ... No temple but the sworn beasts! ... They are
necessary! ... Many a man knows no end of Them! ... Well met to
be dispatched! ... Is there no man willing to give The Woman? ...
Proceed, proceed. ... I am very glad to see you ... Slutty Muttly.
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The long procession of terrors and horrors of mankind ... of
antelopes ... bears ... lions ... ants ... rats ... chimpanzees ... dolphins ...
wasps ... bees ... dogs ... cats ... deer ... raccoon ... turtles ... foxes ...
skunks ... salmon ... tuna ... whales ... wolves ... seals ... hyenas ...
horror after horror … terror after terror … Murder after
murder. … A father murdering his children and wife. … A mother
murdering her children and herself. … One race of people
murdering another race of people murdering another race of
people. … Jealousy filling the hearts of men. … Rage flowing over
to complete destruction. … Senseless destruction … murder …
death and decay … with no purpose … no aim … an innocent child
hacked to pieces by another human being … male gorillas killing
their young … senseless destruction … one star being born …
another destroying itself and all the planets in its system. … A bug
crawling on this paper and accidentally … or not accidentally …
getting squished … Are you ready, Sunshine? … Or should we have
more examples? … More evidence of The Contrary … Contrary of
the evidence. … Do we need more? … A laundry list of Man’s
Inhumanity to Man … a laundry list of Woman’s Inhumanity to
Woman … a laundry list of Man’s Inhumanity to Woman … a
laundry list of Woman’s Inhumanity to Man … a laundry list of it
all … of The gods’ Inhumanity to Us All … For this is … The Story
of Us All.
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Fresh is the Fire of the Phoenix … and that brilliant young
mind … belonging to the teenage youth, Firebird … had figured out
a trick … He encountered a Yaemony and befriended it … a Spirit
World beast that was similar to a horse … a friendly creature to
some … fuzzy, furry, friendly … Firebird had cautiously approached
the Yaemony on an open plain … a field of grass … approached it
and began petting its head and neck … a step no doubt risky … but
which resulted in the beast purring … puurrrrrr … looking into
Firebird’s eyes with a warm, tender glow. … Firebird had a natural
charm about him … his presence could win people over without
doing much … so it was true with humans and animals, it was also
true with Spirit World beings and creatures. … Out of his own
imagination … poured forth from his brain … flowed … flowed
water … water spilling out of his head and into a large crystal
bowl … which Firebird offered to the Yaemony. … The Yaemony
purred some more and began lapping up the water from the bowl …
drinking and purring at the same time.
- I’m going to call you, Tsew … backwards for West, the
name I gave my cat back home … when I lived in Los
Angeles as a kid. ... Firebird said with sadness.
The Yaemony – Tsew – continued purring and continued
drinking the water that came from Firebird’s brain … freshly from
the Fire of the Mind. … Firebird was quick to gain the trust of
Tsew … so much so that after finishing drinking the water Tsew
turned around and offered it’s back to Firebird … knowing that the
Youth most likely needed a traveling companion. … Firebird petted
Tsew … and hopped onto it’s back … riding away quickly … too
quickly for Firebird … as he lost his balance and fell off. … Tsew
abruptly stopped and turned to look at Firebird in concern. …
Firebird laughed and said he was ok. … Tsew came back …
lowering his shoulders and head closely to the ground … a sign for a
Yaemony that they were apologizing. … Firebird petted Tsew on
it’s neck and jumped onto it’s back again. … This time Tsew rode
much slower … allowing Firebird to get used to riding on it’s
back. … The two rode forth for a while … riding … riding …
riding … riding … riding through this land which did not seem all
that different from the land he once lived at before … Zihuatenejo,
Mexico … and years before as a child in Los Angeles, California. …
This land … The Spirit World … looked not that different from the
forests and open plains of the environs surrounding Zihuatenejo …
but it was also different. … There were Spirit World creatures here
and there … most in hiding … especially when they would see
Firebird riding on Tsew … the sight of a human in the Spirit World
scared most spirits … for rarely ever did a human exist in the Spirit
World … the Spirit World was in constant interaction with the
Materialist World humans lived in … unbeknownst to most
humans … but the relationship was always one way … rarely did a
human interact with the Spirit World … let alone live, breath, and
act in it like a Spirit … as Firebird was. … Firebird’s father, Nothing
Man … was a Seer … and Seers were those rare individuals that
could interact with the Spirit World. … Did Firebird have his
father’s talent? … Or even more, as he was here actually in the
Spirit World … not simply interacting with spirits in the Materialist
World as Nothing Man did. … But this Firebird was uncertain of …
not knowing much more than his father disappeared years ago …
five years before when Firebird was 11 years old. … What was
Firebird going to do here in the Spirit World? … To get back
home … to get back to his world once prominent in his mind. …
But there was also this creature or being or person named
Choronzon … that the previous Spirit World beings and creatures
he ran into talked about. … He seemed to be an important person
here. … Perhaps if he found this Choronzon he would get more
answers. … Eventually … once the sun in the sky … although
Firebird wasn’t too sure … there seemed to be a few suns in the
sky … perhaps three or four … Firebird couldn’t tell except there
was more than one. … But after what seemed to be the last of the
suns set in the horizon and day became night … Firebird could see
up ahead a house of some kind. … The house seemingly an organic
part of the trees … growing in the ground as just another growth …
but with windows … a roof … chimney … and a door … there was
also a light on inside the home. … Next to the house and trees was
also a lake … a greenish brown lake … with trees surrounding the
water … going far into the distance … fish-like spirits jumped from
the water now and then. … As Firebird and Tsew got closer to the
house they approached it cautiously. … Firebird wasn’t sure if
whoever lived there was friendly or hostile. … Based on the few
experiences he’d had already … so far it was unclear … only Tsew
was truly friendly … prior to that it was … complicated. … Soon,
the resident of the house came out through the door to take a look at
the visitors. … It was a Paertle Spirit … with a head like a fly … a
wide humanoid body … two sets of arms, four total … a long scaly,
slithery tail was resting on its arms … it was holding its tail as if it
was a gun. … The end of the tail then opened up … revealing a
hole in the center … with some slime coming out of the hole.
- Hello. Firebird said simply while Tsew sat silently.
- Who are you and what do you want, human boy? The
Paertle said with some hostility and also curiosity.
- I don’t know where I am nor why I’m here.
- Ha, ha, ha, ha!! the Paertle bellowed out in boisterous
laughter. … No one knows why they are any where at
all! … Do you know why you humans live in your world?
- Well, no … not really.
- Neither do we spirits know why we live in the Spirit
World. … So how would any of us know why a human
such as yourself would be here?
- Perhaps Choronzon would know?
- Choronzon?!
- Yes, Choronzon. … Do you know him?
- Ha, ha, ha, ha!! … Me … a poor fisherman know
Choronzon? … No! … Now since it is obvious you have
nothing to offer me … please leave.
- But I’m hungry … I can’t seem to use my imagination to
create food. … Earlier I created water to feed this
creature here that I ride on … but it seems that’s the most
I can do … and I’m starving.
- That isn’t my problem.
- Well … then Firebird remembered that he had the
female spirit’s jewelry … the spirit woman he made love
to the other day … she told him to take it to make it
appear to her husband he had raped her and stolen the
jewelry. … Perhaps it was something he could offer to
this person … so he took it out of his pocket and raised it
so the Paertle could see it. ... What about this?
- Bring it to me. … the Paertle said after opening his eyes
wide, his interest piqued.
Firebird hopped off Tsew and walked towards the Paertle
with the jewelry. … As he got closer Firebird could tell from the
expression on the Paertle that the item was valuable.
- Let me hold it.
Firebird cautiously gave the jewelry over to him. … The
Paertle fisherman scrutinized the jewelry carefully.
- What you have here, boy … is valuable. … I thought at
first not to tell you that… but the look on your face …
your innocence and honesty … and also I sensed you
could tell how valuable I know it is … so honesty wins
out. … If you give me this item I will not only give you a
dinner to eat but you can stay here the night … and if it is
Choronzon you want to see … I can take you to someone
who can take you to the palace of Choronzon. … For
Choronzon is Lord of Many Dominions … not just ours
but of All the Universe. … Yes indeed He is the Just and
Noble Lord God of All. … Choronzon multiplies
Himself into an Infinite number of Shapes and
Forms. … The Lord whom I directly serve is Hartmann
Von Aue. … He is the Lord of this particular area. … I
am a fisherman who serves his Lordship. … I can take
you to Lord Hartmann Von Aue and he can then take
you to Hemshfatsheash.
- What is Hemshfatsheash?
- Where Choronzon dwells. … It is His Castle for this
Dominion.
- I see.
- Von is the veneer of the Vents. … Let yourself swim to
the horizon of begging. … There are many noises in the
sinking silence. … Everyone can tell you the Toll of the
Bells.
- Where the records play … I want to be.
- Boy meets girl … the beat goes on.
- So it has its hooks in me.
- Can’t you see that purple is the next best thing to being a
squire to an old, wise knight? … Laughable is my drug.
- That is only a rumor. … I can guess the rest.
- Come inside, boy. … Even your Yaemony is welcome
inside.
- His species, his kind … is called Yaemony?
- Yes. … Normally I would not allow such a creature in
my home. … But for you I will.
Firebird ate large portions of food offered to him from the
fisherman … mostly spirit world seafood of various kinds … it was
the first food Firebird ate in the Spirit World … he was starving …
prior to this it was only water the last couple of days. … The seafood
was bizarre … it was not like anything he ever ate before … with
flavors and textures completely alien to him … and yet delicious. …
Firebird ate so much … and so did Tsew … that he had a sore, upset
stomach and fell asleep quickly … he was exhausted. … The next
morning, Firebird woke up feeling much better … waking up to
Tsew licking his hand … seemingly as a gesture to get Firebird to
wake up. … Firebird sat up and looked around … the fisherman
was not to be seen. … Firebird, and Tsew following, went outside …
seeing the fisherman swimming in the lake … leaping out of the
water … going high into the air … twenty feet into the air …
holding a device that looked like a spear … then diving forcefully
into the water … not coming up for air for minutes … until
eventually the fisherman walked out of the water at the shore … with
a large number of fish-like creatures on his spear device … from the
tip to the handle.
CLICK HERE FOR THE LARGE FORMAT WITH FULL COLOR INTERIOR PAINTINGS BY ERIC FIAZI
CLICK HERE FOR THE KINDLE VERSION
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The second part of The Story of Us All Trilogy is here: White. The first book in the trilogy, Black, came out in 2018. Red, the final stage of these inverted alchemical stories, will be released in 2022.
With White, the adventures of Firebird, Black, Austin Osman Spare, Faust, Mephistopheles continues through the surreal and real, through The Spirit World, The Divine Chaos and more.
The Story of Us All Trilogy is a storytelling adventure of Inversion, taking classics from the past - Parzival by Eschenbach, The Divine Comedy by Dante, and Faust by Goethe - and flipping them upside down in a surreal and modern way.
The stories are you, for this is The Story of Us All. Take the ride to find out.
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Go to the page on this site for the first book in the trilogy, Black, to get a copy and begin the adventure, via either Kindle, large format with full color paintings, or hardcover.
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Below is a sample from the book, White, in red text, the opening passages. At the bottom are a few of the paintings used in the interior of the book, exquisitely painted by Eric Fiazi.
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CHAPTER ONE.
CORRUPTION.
White seeks out White. ... Corruption seeks out
corruption. ... Shreek!! ... Go that way, slave! ... Split up the never-
cried defenses! ... Divide and conquer ... the baggage of scrippage! ...
The best lame feet lessons in life teach thee a morsel of the carved
cum truth. ... Eat up your entrails ... earthquakes! ... A south sea
discovery throws them into the mutton! ... Rip apart the manly
eyeballs of the young cows! ... Sad brows ... alas the hack! ... Into
the veins of gargantuan lemons and kittens. ... Back! ... Put it
back! ... Bring me out of tune. ... The way out is always through,
they say. ... The way out is always through. ... The way out is always
true. ... The way is always throughout. ... The true is through
always. ... The blood love songs. ... The love name guts. ... The
nimble wit tears rail against our Mistress the World. ... Is it always
worth it? ... Pleasure and Pain ... mix it together ... clock ... and you
get Always Swift Footed Time ... Hack! ... Hack it apart to separate
the Pain from the Pain. ... Life is a Contracted Marriage and you
ambles the prison shackles so well, Burden! ... Turn every corner
and you get stuck inside another Still All. ... Wrack your brains
against Corruption and you will always get More Corruption! ... Eat
up the White and you will always eat more White! ... No! ... White
is more than just White! ... It is your History! ... It is the Cause ...
My Soul ... for all Your Pain! ... Bleed through ... bleed it through ...
give. White is not Purification! ... Lies! ... Lies! ... All lies!
- So tell me again! ... The Preacher preached ... barking
up the Fancy Monger.
- Let no man walk the earth alone with The White! ... A
Lean Beard-Neglected Chick began. ... For it be a Cold
Carcass who lives and breathes the Diving Bells of Point-
Devised White!
- But it must be heard ... again and again!
- What?
- It must be heard again and again that White is The
Verses of the Trees!
- It is not!
- It is!
- It is Not!
- It is So!
It cannot be because it cancels out all likelihood of cell life on
the moon. ... It has been argued once before. ... Take the
Whippers! ... Take the Curious! All manner of lands mistreated by
Proud Fantasticals and Winning Cattle! ... In all extremities ... in all
dominions ... lives corruption! ... Live it! ... Breathe it! ... Eat it! ...
Innocence is Always Lost! ... Yes! ... We begin with Ideals! ...
Yes! ... Preach ... Preacher! ... We start with Idealism! ... Yes! ... I
am Cumming! ... We begin with heroism! ... Nobility! ... We
embark on the journey with hope! ... HOPE! ... We open our
mouths and swallow Hope alive! ... We open our mouths and eat up
Innocence! ... Yes! ... We fly to the heavens with all possible
Enchanting Dreams! ... Delirious Dreams! ... Yes! ... Open
Hearts! ... Yes! ... Open Minds! ... We will Overcome! ... We shall
overcome! ... We are the Chosen Ones! ... Yes! ... Yes! ... Yes!
- But no! ... Said the leader of the Flock.
- We are not the chosen ones! ... Said the Flock.
- Indeed we are not! ... We have tripped ... we have
fallen ... we have hit ourselves again and again.
- Beaten ourselves to a Bloody Pulp!
- One punch ... after another ... after another!
- Pow! ... Bam! ... Sock! ... Wack! ... Oooffff!
- Punch after punch! ... Kick after kick!
- Beat him while he is down! ... Kick after kick!
- Beat him while he is down! ... Kick him in the stomach!
- And that’s what happens!
- That is what always happens!
- If we do not beat ourselves to a pulp ... someone else will!
- Someone else will ALWAYS beat you to a pulp!
- A Bloody pulp!
- Someone else will!
- For when we fall and get beaten to a pulp ... we make
sure someone else gets beaten to a bloody pulp too! ...
And falls!
- Fall!
- The Fall of Man is Woman!
- The Fall of Woman is Man!
- The Fall of Man and Woman is Cleanliness!
For White is Cleanliness. ... Cleanliness is White. ... White is
Corruption. ... Corruption are The gods. ... For if we do not beat
ourselves to a bloody pulp ... and someone else does not beat us to a
bloody pulp ... then The gods Themselves will make sure to! ... The
gods work in Mysterious Ways! ... To Cut Us Down ... to Bring Us
Down. ... Through Man. ... Through Woman. ... Through
Experience. ... Through War. ... Through Rape. ... Through
Murder. ... Through Torture. ... Through Heartbreak. ... Through
Death. ... Through Fears. ... Through Desires. ... Through
Greed. ... Through Normalcy. ... Through Jealousy. ... Through
Insecurities. ... Through all forms and all ways. ... Always. ... A
Great Reckoning in a Little Room! ... Is honesty a daily word? ...
The truest poetry that gods have made did hope to faint truly hard
favored materialism! ... The foulest slut! ... Praise be the gods for
your foulness, slut! ... He promised to couple us in the Meeting with
the gods! ... No temple but the sworn beasts! ... They are
necessary! ... Many a man knows no end of Them! ... Well met to
be dispatched! ... Is there no man willing to give The Woman? ...
Proceed, proceed. ... I am very glad to see you ... Slutty Muttly.
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The long procession of terrors and horrors of mankind ... of
antelopes ... bears ... lions ... ants ... rats ... chimpanzees ... dolphins ...
wasps ... bees ... dogs ... cats ... deer ... raccoon ... turtles ... foxes ...
skunks ... salmon ... tuna ... whales ... wolves ... seals ... hyenas ...
horror after horror … terror after terror … Murder after
murder. … A father murdering his children and wife. … A mother
murdering her children and herself. … One race of people
murdering another race of people murdering another race of
people. … Jealousy filling the hearts of men. … Rage flowing over
to complete destruction. … Senseless destruction … murder …
death and decay … with no purpose … no aim … an innocent child
hacked to pieces by another human being … male gorillas killing
their young … senseless destruction … one star being born …
another destroying itself and all the planets in its system. … A bug
crawling on this paper and accidentally … or not accidentally …
getting squished … Are you ready, Sunshine? … Or should we have
more examples? … More evidence of The Contrary … Contrary of
the evidence. … Do we need more? … A laundry list of Man’s
Inhumanity to Man … a laundry list of Woman’s Inhumanity to
Woman … a laundry list of Man’s Inhumanity to Woman … a
laundry list of Woman’s Inhumanity to Man … a laundry list of it
all … of The gods’ Inhumanity to Us All … For this is … The Story
of Us All.
*
Fresh is the Fire of the Phoenix … and that brilliant young
mind … belonging to the teenage youth, Firebird … had figured out
a trick … He encountered a Yaemony and befriended it … a Spirit
World beast that was similar to a horse … a friendly creature to
some … fuzzy, furry, friendly … Firebird had cautiously approached
the Yaemony on an open plain … a field of grass … approached it
and began petting its head and neck … a step no doubt risky … but
which resulted in the beast purring … puurrrrrr … looking into
Firebird’s eyes with a warm, tender glow. … Firebird had a natural
charm about him … his presence could win people over without
doing much … so it was true with humans and animals, it was also
true with Spirit World beings and creatures. … Out of his own
imagination … poured forth from his brain … flowed … flowed
water … water spilling out of his head and into a large crystal
bowl … which Firebird offered to the Yaemony. … The Yaemony
purred some more and began lapping up the water from the bowl …
drinking and purring at the same time.
- I’m going to call you, Tsew … backwards for West, the
name I gave my cat back home … when I lived in Los
Angeles as a kid. ... Firebird said with sadness.
The Yaemony – Tsew – continued purring and continued
drinking the water that came from Firebird’s brain … freshly from
the Fire of the Mind. … Firebird was quick to gain the trust of
Tsew … so much so that after finishing drinking the water Tsew
turned around and offered it’s back to Firebird … knowing that the
Youth most likely needed a traveling companion. … Firebird petted
Tsew … and hopped onto it’s back … riding away quickly … too
quickly for Firebird … as he lost his balance and fell off. … Tsew
abruptly stopped and turned to look at Firebird in concern. …
Firebird laughed and said he was ok. … Tsew came back …
lowering his shoulders and head closely to the ground … a sign for a
Yaemony that they were apologizing. … Firebird petted Tsew on
it’s neck and jumped onto it’s back again. … This time Tsew rode
much slower … allowing Firebird to get used to riding on it’s
back. … The two rode forth for a while … riding … riding …
riding … riding … riding through this land which did not seem all
that different from the land he once lived at before … Zihuatenejo,
Mexico … and years before as a child in Los Angeles, California. …
This land … The Spirit World … looked not that different from the
forests and open plains of the environs surrounding Zihuatenejo …
but it was also different. … There were Spirit World creatures here
and there … most in hiding … especially when they would see
Firebird riding on Tsew … the sight of a human in the Spirit World
scared most spirits … for rarely ever did a human exist in the Spirit
World … the Spirit World was in constant interaction with the
Materialist World humans lived in … unbeknownst to most
humans … but the relationship was always one way … rarely did a
human interact with the Spirit World … let alone live, breath, and
act in it like a Spirit … as Firebird was. … Firebird’s father, Nothing
Man … was a Seer … and Seers were those rare individuals that
could interact with the Spirit World. … Did Firebird have his
father’s talent? … Or even more, as he was here actually in the
Spirit World … not simply interacting with spirits in the Materialist
World as Nothing Man did. … But this Firebird was uncertain of …
not knowing much more than his father disappeared years ago …
five years before when Firebird was 11 years old. … What was
Firebird going to do here in the Spirit World? … To get back
home … to get back to his world once prominent in his mind. …
But there was also this creature or being or person named
Choronzon … that the previous Spirit World beings and creatures
he ran into talked about. … He seemed to be an important person
here. … Perhaps if he found this Choronzon he would get more
answers. … Eventually … once the sun in the sky … although
Firebird wasn’t too sure … there seemed to be a few suns in the
sky … perhaps three or four … Firebird couldn’t tell except there
was more than one. … But after what seemed to be the last of the
suns set in the horizon and day became night … Firebird could see
up ahead a house of some kind. … The house seemingly an organic
part of the trees … growing in the ground as just another growth …
but with windows … a roof … chimney … and a door … there was
also a light on inside the home. … Next to the house and trees was
also a lake … a greenish brown lake … with trees surrounding the
water … going far into the distance … fish-like spirits jumped from
the water now and then. … As Firebird and Tsew got closer to the
house they approached it cautiously. … Firebird wasn’t sure if
whoever lived there was friendly or hostile. … Based on the few
experiences he’d had already … so far it was unclear … only Tsew
was truly friendly … prior to that it was … complicated. … Soon,
the resident of the house came out through the door to take a look at
the visitors. … It was a Paertle Spirit … with a head like a fly … a
wide humanoid body … two sets of arms, four total … a long scaly,
slithery tail was resting on its arms … it was holding its tail as if it
was a gun. … The end of the tail then opened up … revealing a
hole in the center … with some slime coming out of the hole.
- Hello. Firebird said simply while Tsew sat silently.
- Who are you and what do you want, human boy? The
Paertle said with some hostility and also curiosity.
- I don’t know where I am nor why I’m here.
- Ha, ha, ha, ha!! the Paertle bellowed out in boisterous
laughter. … No one knows why they are any where at
all! … Do you know why you humans live in your world?
- Well, no … not really.
- Neither do we spirits know why we live in the Spirit
World. … So how would any of us know why a human
such as yourself would be here?
- Perhaps Choronzon would know?
- Choronzon?!
- Yes, Choronzon. … Do you know him?
- Ha, ha, ha, ha!! … Me … a poor fisherman know
Choronzon? … No! … Now since it is obvious you have
nothing to offer me … please leave.
- But I’m hungry … I can’t seem to use my imagination to
create food. … Earlier I created water to feed this
creature here that I ride on … but it seems that’s the most
I can do … and I’m starving.
- That isn’t my problem.
- Well … then Firebird remembered that he had the
female spirit’s jewelry … the spirit woman he made love
to the other day … she told him to take it to make it
appear to her husband he had raped her and stolen the
jewelry. … Perhaps it was something he could offer to
this person … so he took it out of his pocket and raised it
so the Paertle could see it. ... What about this?
- Bring it to me. … the Paertle said after opening his eyes
wide, his interest piqued.
Firebird hopped off Tsew and walked towards the Paertle
with the jewelry. … As he got closer Firebird could tell from the
expression on the Paertle that the item was valuable.
- Let me hold it.
Firebird cautiously gave the jewelry over to him. … The
Paertle fisherman scrutinized the jewelry carefully.
- What you have here, boy … is valuable. … I thought at
first not to tell you that… but the look on your face …
your innocence and honesty … and also I sensed you
could tell how valuable I know it is … so honesty wins
out. … If you give me this item I will not only give you a
dinner to eat but you can stay here the night … and if it is
Choronzon you want to see … I can take you to someone
who can take you to the palace of Choronzon. … For
Choronzon is Lord of Many Dominions … not just ours
but of All the Universe. … Yes indeed He is the Just and
Noble Lord God of All. … Choronzon multiplies
Himself into an Infinite number of Shapes and
Forms. … The Lord whom I directly serve is Hartmann
Von Aue. … He is the Lord of this particular area. … I
am a fisherman who serves his Lordship. … I can take
you to Lord Hartmann Von Aue and he can then take
you to Hemshfatsheash.
- What is Hemshfatsheash?
- Where Choronzon dwells. … It is His Castle for this
Dominion.
- I see.
- Von is the veneer of the Vents. … Let yourself swim to
the horizon of begging. … There are many noises in the
sinking silence. … Everyone can tell you the Toll of the
Bells.
- Where the records play … I want to be.
- Boy meets girl … the beat goes on.
- So it has its hooks in me.
- Can’t you see that purple is the next best thing to being a
squire to an old, wise knight? … Laughable is my drug.
- That is only a rumor. … I can guess the rest.
- Come inside, boy. … Even your Yaemony is welcome
inside.
- His species, his kind … is called Yaemony?
- Yes. … Normally I would not allow such a creature in
my home. … But for you I will.
Firebird ate large portions of food offered to him from the
fisherman … mostly spirit world seafood of various kinds … it was
the first food Firebird ate in the Spirit World … he was starving …
prior to this it was only water the last couple of days. … The seafood
was bizarre … it was not like anything he ever ate before … with
flavors and textures completely alien to him … and yet delicious. …
Firebird ate so much … and so did Tsew … that he had a sore, upset
stomach and fell asleep quickly … he was exhausted. … The next
morning, Firebird woke up feeling much better … waking up to
Tsew licking his hand … seemingly as a gesture to get Firebird to
wake up. … Firebird sat up and looked around … the fisherman
was not to be seen. … Firebird, and Tsew following, went outside …
seeing the fisherman swimming in the lake … leaping out of the
water … going high into the air … twenty feet into the air …
holding a device that looked like a spear … then diving forcefully
into the water … not coming up for air for minutes … until
eventually the fisherman walked out of the water at the shore … with
a large number of fish-like creatures on his spear device … from the
tip to the handle.
