The Hot Reduction Milieu

Waking up stone blue,
Cornered beneath a pregnant arachnid,
I await my death.


The golden armor blended nicely against the painted sky, but who had made such a thing? Designed to wear it? Mysterious and mesmerizing, these were only questions meant to provoke the stroke of the ego. Maybe it was never supposed to be worn by anyone ; Only looked at against our whim and wonder of the what if. Stained not by existence but rather enhanced by the washed-out idealism of hope. And thank God for that. Blood of my body which falls copiously upon the mirth. Flowers bloom on that very spot. A star is born.

Time Colonel Wormholtz and his accomplice Stratum Eight Endings (SEE) arrived on the scene in 2009 and only a year off target. First acquainted during the Pirate Wars of three hundred years ago, they remembered deeply and contented themselves ethicists carved with the mightiest of principles.

But a deep down fog descends suddenly from the void today.
It creeps, this bone cold feeling, and numbs initiative.
The bitter grimace of regret dances before me.
I angle my head like a irritated baby.
And before I know it I'm standing up determined to put the power back on.

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"The last time I seen this much chaos,
I was passing out plywood at the 1999 Woodstock concert
so people can surf, Wormholz said as he laughed"

"O.K. so who wants us to be bounty hunters against these pirates??", asked Wormholz
"We can not paradox the issue, so we need all of the clues, evidence, and intersections, " said Wormholz

"Since I have seen you last Stratum, I have formed an Army"
"The Appalachain Army, all through the Appalachia Mountains", proclaimed Wormholz.

"I have been hanging out with Helen from Greece" , said Wormholz
"Just to let you know, she is as beautiful as her legend."
"I wish I could vape a digital camera, but it would melt."

"o.K., I'll get one of my Generals to be a modern Paul Revere, and let the Country know; The Chinese are Coming," exclaimed Wormholz

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Facing west from the dingiest east coast city.

Cemented in the splintered history of docks and ports, an old memory of love sprang to view :

Together they had once witnessed the arrival of a beautiful sea monster suddenly swept into their lives by blood red waves. From another continent in the middle of the Great Sea she had come. Her lips were dappled with rays of rubies. Her laugh as soft as childhood afternoons. We fell into her charming tale of having crossed the distant horizon using nothing except her daydreams.

"What recklessness."

"I'm in Love."

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Turning towards the task at hand, Colonel Wormholtz and his accomplice, Stratum a.k.a Strangel, focused on the dreaded situation now corrupting the World.

-

But then how does one begin to save anything before he has committed to saving himself?

Though benefitting from a superior intellect, strength and durability, these two antiquated figures of a forgotten time wondered whether their powers were relevant to fixing the problem.

The pie was in the oven. The crust turning a deep brown. Soon, it would be burnt.

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" We have to intercept the submarines, before the Administration gets their cocaine fleet."
"The Navy, and The Gaurd, use a move as a rescue mission, and claim the subs sink from the siege."
My two brothers
Col, Cosmic Strings, and
Col. Rotating Cylinders has died
fighting that war.
Killed by the Invisible Cobras
Life after people
remains the steeples
All year round
Breathing
in the immortality drive
All year round alive
just travel back in time
"Stratum, I'm still fighting an ancient war in Vampirism....
The Invisible Cobras...

The Blood of Seas are rising again from the bottom"
:all of this is related:

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The clean and concise lines of a diagram cooly created in the sanitized laboratory of certain Prussian prudes was also, unfortunately, found in the waves of bloody waters. The same waves of our blood red siren. All from the same realization.

A place no true compass could find.

The colonels's were killed for wonderful reasons.
How dare they?

Conclude.

It was a moment, a bubble, we couldn't evade.

Dark matter.
Spurned attitude.

-


The lights are out and their memories plagued with the burdens of vampiric jungle fever. The mood is of frenzy. They fear not capturing the vigor of centuries' past. The swill of bitter medicine is relief. The sour lemon tears the perfect taste.

Wormholtz and Strangel, Members of the Brotherhood.

"The electron and proton have to SEE you."

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A meeting was held
Candle factory's work by candle light in overtime.


"Strangel who do think failed the screenings?"
" I don't believe it was SGT. Emerich"
"He is the top-Hawk of the Seas"
"Strangel on that island there are
vampiric ferrets and parrots"
"The Invisible Cobras are un`stopable with Nafarious"
"He is a pain in the ass"
"He is an Imajician"
"That prison of evil is state of the art, and he still finds ways to escape."
"He is one of the most dangerous through out history"
,explained Wormholz

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Historical analysis.
Dictator's brush.

The candle factory is wrapped in dust.
A victim of the notorious.

-

SGT. Barry Emerich will prevail.
His M-16 will provide the prayer.

-

Strangel and Wormholtz are locked in a battle.
Turning these lights on is proving their mettle.

-

Now wait!

Where is our Queen?

The one with soft lips?

She slips her saliva into our pockets.

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The downbeat memo confirms the tense situation.

On the one hand, if we renege on our decision to withdraw

we will look like cats in a bath tub of syrup

licking our asses until this devil boy comes!

Me, not me, As my ass drips sticky royal spit,

I shall effectively repell the attack and inflict heavy enemy casualties.

I shall not take no shit, I didn't travel here, and leave Helen

for HBO 'real time, free music downloads, and to pay to much for

dinosaur blood, shit man I have two back home.

Dimetrodons are a Cavemans

dream tool, you should see them cut a tree.

"""Let's take a private walk, let me explain invisibility to you my friend""

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Nano-particles
Suspension in water~ floating
In the absence of a magnetic field
In length and strength
Attracting one another to seal
Light striking the surface~ bending
so that it appears as if nothing is there
Finer details than any optical microscope.
That wasn't so hard! Was it not? I so hope-

This is lighting a fire
under the asses
of the Invisible Cobras
~
Buried in volumes of sightings, is a secret program to reveal them.
The weather as a weapon.
Triggering lightning storms to sound their cloak of silence.
Reshaping the battlefield.
Shattering thier acoustic metamaterial lens.
~
"Strangel, read this, How to Kill Better and Faster,
by Daniel 'TangoDown' Wolf."
"I picked this up at a Barber shop in Detriot in 2069."
"Keep it I read it already." Wormholz said as he looked him deep in the eyes.

"Your actions have carried weight for society, you stand for us all."
"You are magnitude, SEE!, confidently said Wormholz.

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Ok genius men, I see this working.