Pineal Discharge

Short stories. Unrelated scenes of violence and bizarre vignettes.
Some(most) of these stories contain graphic violence,sexual content and drug use. Also , lots of fucking language and shit. So yeah , viewer discretion is advised? Not for children. Unless you're one of THOSE children.
Yeah , you know who you are.


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13. The unfinished story/chapter

This is a story. A story that I never finished due to health issues(physical and mental...mainly mental).Pure O.

 

Catharsis. A cleansing. The world is in need of one. A massive colonic to flush out the toxin that is humanity. Sadly , this will not happen for a while. So maybe a personal catharsis. Firing a gun. Crashing a car. Slicing the flesh. A rowdy fist fight. Rough sex. Anything to relieve the pressure. Relieve the swelling. What if there was no form of release? No small hole to spill the contents of your brain from. Fred and Janet. They make such a cute couple. Their mouths locked in immaculate passion. They sit in a vehicle on a cliff overlooking the city in the west. It's sunset.  A black Plymouth Barracuda pulls up next to Fred's red Ford Capri. It halfway faces them. Janet looks up from biting Fred's lips. She sees a manindarksunglasses. He has cyber bites and bridge piercings. Numerous scars cover his face. He watches the purple/orange sunset from behind his slightly tinted windshield.  "What are you doing?" Janet motions for Fred to hush. "Hang on , there's someone else with him." "What?" In the passenger's seat is a dark green figure. From her position , it's hard for Janet to get a good look , the other figure being obscured partially by the heavily tinted windows. The manindarksunglasses spots Janet peeping on him from the back seat. He motions with a heavily mangled hand for her to approach. She and Fred exit the vehicle and proceed to the black Plymouth. As they get closer to the other car they observe something unusual. While most black cars give off some kind of sheen , some kind of reflection , this one does not. Its blackness is more like a grey darkness. A sucking dull that seems to eliminate all sense of light around it. Cutting around the front of the car , they get a better look at the passenger. It's(No defining sexual characteristics , so instead of he or she , it.)solid green. No face. No mouth. No clothes(no genitalia either). Janet is hit with a wave of unexplainable sadness when she sees it close up. Samuel sits on the edge of a freeway overpass. He sees a police officer running in his direction. The officer yells something along the lines of , "Stop , don't do this! You have so much to live for!" Samuel pushes himself off the overpass into the sea of metal and asphalt. His body is mangled and broken by the onslaught of vehicles at high velocities. Fred and Janet stand at the driver's window.

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