{Enter The Multiverse: The Bampheramphs}

On this day –and it had to be the day I had just go happened to be flush with ideas, filled with music and enough anger and angst to have thrown or smashed something The energy seated deep inside me wanted–needed to explode into a fit of fury and rage; but the calm forces of love and nature overtook and relaxed me–and though I envisioned myself tearing the world apart, I remained explicitly calm and collected, breathing in a shallow heap beneath my breath and through a layers of thick clothing, I walked alongside the pavement nearly wherever I was going with a stout and callous, yet not altogether unforgiving faith,my misjudgement of what had gathered around me in a collusion of

Dammit.

Fuck, I know I had it.

That’s why I told you to complete the thought before searching the word.

Well, no going back now.

How could you even use a word to describe thisfeeling?

UGH.

Maybe it’s not a word.

–and here it comes.

Maybe it’s music.

Maybe it’s–

Stillex

*Skrillex.

Right.

…Does that exist?

ITDOESEXIST.

Stop doing this.

Stop doing that.

What are you doing?

I’m working

On What.

My Problems.

I thought this was a different series.

IT was.

oh .

Now it’s this one.

Which one is this?

The other one…

The other–??

GERALD.

Oh no. It’s this dude.

TUrn this off.

Turn it off NO.

TURN IT OFF. NOW.

Ok mom.

ok .

[shuts off lights]

…goodnight.

_-goodnight

–goodnight.

….

…..

TURN IT–