Sunday, October 26, 2008

The Lucky Ones

As Jamie and Gordon are exploring the galaxy via an acid trip, Joe and Casey were off exploring the wonder that is Burning Man. All around them were nude, and presumable intoxicated, people, all of them singing and dancing as if they didn't have a care in the world.

"This may possibly be the most fucked up thing I have ever seen, ever." Joe proclaimed as he studied his surroundings.

"You ain't lyin." Casey said. As they continued to wander, a man dressed in what could would be described best as hippie attire approched them.

"What are you lovely beings up to on this fine evening?" the man asked.

"Um, pretty much trying to figure this place out. This is our first time, so this is all still ikind of a shock." Joe explained.

"Well, they key to figuring this out is stepping inside the Man's head. You two just need to see through his eyes." the man says.

"Who exactly is this Man?" Casey asks. The man simply pointed to the burning statue of wood in the distance. "He, my lady, is The Man."

"Well, how are we supposed to see through a wooden mans eyes?" she asks. The man then pulls two small pills from his pocket, one in each hand.

"Isn't this where you tell us to see who far the rabbit hole goes?" Joe asks, taking one of the pills and examining it.

"No, this is where I tell you that after tonight, you will never see the world the same way again." the man says. Joe looks at casey, as she takes the other pill from the mans hand.

"When in Rome." she says, as she pops the pill into her mouth and swallows.

"Eh, fuck it." Joe says, as he pops his. "So candy man, where are you heading tonight?" Joe asks.

"No exact location, just where ever the Lord takes me." he answers.

"Well, if you've got a few minutes, you wanna chill for a bit? You did just give us pills without telling us what they are." Casey says.

"That sounds great. I have a tent set up not to far away, we can hang there." the man says, and they all begin their walk to the strange mans tent.

They enter the tent, and the man sits on one side, with Joe and Casey on the other. Casey leans against Joe, who akwardly puts one arm around her.

"Tell us a story Candy Man." Casey says.

Love. That is it. That is the one eternal tie that binds. It is the one thing that man respects and fears. It brings unimanginable joy, and unbearble pain. To the lucky few that find it, it makes them the happiest people on the big rock. But there are the unfortunate ones who never do find it. They roam the planet alone, miserable, waiting to die. Some would say though, that they are the lucky ones. They boast that they have no ball and chain to carry, no other half to answer to. They never have to worry about the problems of a relationship, or the fear of betrayal and rejection. But these are the naive ones. I would rather die a man destoryed by heartbreak, than die a man whose heart was never touched at all. if love is the death sentance that they say it is, then I will gladly carry that cross with me, and laugh in the face of the fool who doesn;t, because I was one of the lucky ones.

The man finishes his story, and looks to Joe and Casey, who are in the throws of a feverish make-out session, with Casey straddling Joe, who is thinking himself to be the luckiest man on the planet. The man laughs quietly to himself.

"My work here is done." he says to himself, as get stands up and leaves the tent.

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