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Orgone - Lessons of Mesopotamia (The Century of Filth) He taught lessons of Mesopotamian ziggurats, sperm whales and the Hollow Earth theory. It (More) He taught lessons of Mesopotamian ziggurats, sperm whales and the Hollow Earth theory. It didn't remove the gleaming crack house districts or take the urine out of the county pool. He tried only to counter the immeasurable cruelty which lounged so permanently on their devoured lives. In retrospect, he looked ridiculous. He knew that their only escape was to sacrifice the tarnished half of their bodies, like frantic earthworms weighed down by a rusting school bus. They must leave their intolerable half behind, proclaim its death in the wet fertilizer and sprout a renewed half out of their severed outline, one worthy of honor and form. He found grown-men twirling glittering ladybug wands, speaking in fabricated excitement, their condescending efforts swallowed like a cellphone in quicksand. They spoke in the language of wounded lion giggles and horse grins. Their bodies were submerged in grotesque oranges. To him, this was the clear mark of the hideous life, of the domesticated labrador, who sees everything and does nothing. His students, who rivaled Encyclopedia Brown in poindexterian innocence, were covered in poison oak and surrounded his feet like fleshy, neglected lighthouses in a sordid, boatless isle. The inspired eighth readings of "On Beyond Zebra" and the accountants from Cloud Bank who taught them checkbook balancing. All of their teeth became whitened with the vanquishing ray of Gott's light. Their crown shakras, chewed like purple cud into a misshapen wreath, carried by a mall elf, who spent his paycheck on him, himself and the cavernous void. He absorbed life's tasteless nectar through a straw of spider bites and mounting discontent. He understands that all he really has is a ceramic trinket of a flying bluejay, which will maintain its shape long beyond his death, but it ironically remains, like him: petrified in flight. He knows that the knights of his time have fallen dead asleep in a prairie, intoxicated by cheap gin, with a "Picture it" over their faces, entranced by the cardboard lure of the Congo or any place, other than the true panoramic atrocity. Colleagues smell like opened magic markers and overwhelming soap, read novels about distressed starving sailors, retreat to the pantry and stuff their faces, leaving crumbs for the oarsmen between the unread pages. He lives in the century of filth, in the era of the boisterous head-hunters. After his classes, he found the fern and hedge clippings in his backyard, which formed a strange, organic wigwam. He laid at their base, his jaw immobilized by the tension and backlit by three chemtrails which formed a triangle. He reached upwards and clinked it like a preschooler. When he awoke, he sensed his new, grotesque dimensions and manifested his anger into the Goliath form, to comprehend his shadow self. (Less)
![Till the End of Time [Chapter 8]](http://img.youtube.com/vi/Fkt-4HnhILI/2.jpg "Till the End of Time [Chapter 8]")
Till the End of Time [Chapter 8] CHAPTER 8
JOE: Alriiiiiiight. Time to have some fun. Who wants to go in the water?!?
*Everyone (More) CHAPTER 8
JOE: Alriiiiiiight. Time to have some fun. Who wants to go in the water?!?
*Everyone immediately agrees, laughing at Joe's enthusiasm. While the boys take off their shirts, the girls cluster together a little ways away, taking their shorts and tanks off.*
PAIGE: *Just to Gabrielle and Brynn.* This place is amazing. It's so beautiful!
BRYNN: Yeah, and the sand dunes were so much fun.
*Paige and Gabrielle give her a look.*
BRYNN: *Innocently.* What?!?
GABRIELLE: Well, we were wondering whether they would have been as much fun if you had been here alone.
PAIGE: Yeah, without Joe.
BRYNN: Okay, guys, I am not going to lie. Of course not!
*Paige and Gabrielle laugh.*
BRYNN: But enough about me, what about you and Nick, Gabrielle?
PAIGE: Yeah, what is going on between you two?
GABRIELLE: Nothing! He is just being nice because I was so upset about hurting his eye.
*Paige and Brynn look at each other, then back at Gabrielle.*
BRYNN: Yeah right. "Gabs"? No one calls you that!
GABRIELLE: *Defensively.* He does. And I like it!
PAIGE: Our point exactly.
BRYNN: And what about today, when you both fell outside the car?
GABRIELLE: *Also trying to act innocent.* Nothing! We fell, that's all.
PAIGE: Mm hmm, sure. But then why did he say that's the second time? Has this happened before?
GABRIELLE: No! Um, not really. Well sorta. Okay once. And it was nothing! He was teasing me about my size so I tried to hit him. Then, in self defense, he put me in a headlock. What's wrong with self defense?!
*Paige and Brynn look at each other again.*
BRYNN: *Snorts.* Self defense.
*Their bickering is interrupted by Kevin.*
KEVIN: Are you guys ready to go in the water yet?
*The girls, who had been standing with their backs to the boys while they took off their outer-clothes, now turned to face them. All three boy's jaws dropped. Gabrielle, Paige, and Brynn looked at each other self-consciously. Kevin gained his speech back first.*
KEVIN: Um, wow, guys. You look... Paige, you look. Wow. Amazing.
PAIGE: *Smiles at him.* Thanks.
JOE: Brynn, I, uh, love your bathing suit. You in it. You in your bathing suit.
KEVIN: Smoooooth, Joe.
BRYNN: *Looking down at her bathing suit.* Oh, yeah, well I thought the colors were so much fun. I really like the yellow and green together.
JOE: *Transfixed, his eyes on Brynn.* Oh, I don't think it's the colors that I like.
KEVIN: Joe, shut up before you make an idiot of yourself. Oh, wait, too late for that now.
*Brynn and Paige laugh while Joe looks slightly embarrassed and pulls his eyes away from Brynn.*
KEVIN: *Notices Nick staring at Gabrielle.* Uh, Nick?
NICK: Huh? What? Yeah, I would like one. Thanks.
*Everyone laughs, while Nick looks confused.*
NICK: Wait, what did you say?
KEVIN: *Chucking at the bewildered expression on his brother's face.* Nothing. So are you going to come in the water or stare at Gabrielle all day?
*Nick looks completely embarrassed as everyone laughs. Before anyone else can make a comment, however, Joe turns to Brynn.*
JOE: So Brynn, are you coming?
BRYNN: *Suddenly looking apprehensive about the temperature of the water.* Isn't it kinda cold? I mean...
*Joe, ignoring her protests, grabs her around the waist and throws her over his shoulder. She struggles, but he doesn't let go until he is knee deep in the ocean. He throws her out in front of her and she comes up, spluttering.*
BRYNN: Joseph Jonas, you have gone too far!
*She lunges at him and dunks his head under the water. This time, it's Joe who comes up, dripping wet and incredulous. He looks at the sopping girl beside him, and they both start to crack up. They look towards the figures watching them on the shore, and then back at each other, and grin wickedly.*
BRYNN: One, two, three, GO! (Less)
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