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The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 25 Inside of the box /absurdist comedy/   I sat in the bedroom, surrounded by the piles of ‘HOW TO’ books, trying to make sense of the sophisticated writing of Alphonso Beard. Unfortunately, even my university degree couldn’t help me to understand his tips. I fell asleep, exhausted from reading, with my eyes swollen from the constant tension. I heard the arrival of Mrs. Sweet Hellfire, who went upstairs and...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 22 Evolution of Marriage /absurdist comedy/  Nothing is more terrifying than the sudden and unpredictable change, especially the loss of freedom. That’s why we are so frightened by marriage.  Everything around me went black for a moment. The pores all over my body – disturbed, spongy, sieve-like – gave a strange, long, quite loud noise when a six-foot rubber hose was taken out from the right sleeve of Ms....

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 21 The Forest Lovers  /absurdist comedy/  I woke up on the grass in the woods, covered by a greasy napkin, a hundred bright yellow beetles with black markings, and the lifeless body of the naked Sherriff. I lay on my back and tried to breathe steadily. “What a mess! This is the result of your sexual ego, Bullet,” I said aloud, looking at the moonlight.  It is not that I object...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 19 Some Peculiar Ways of Love /absurdist comedy/   ‘Love is the best medicine’ – who would disagree with this famous statement? Nothing changes our moods, effectively reduces stress, bolsters the ego, relieves backache, or lifts our self-esteem better than a good ol’ love. After hours of indescribable pleasure, where each breath obeyed to my rhythm and tempo, I crawled to the couch near the window, frightened that I’d have...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 18 American West Palace /absurdist comedy/  Ms. Glorious escorted me to the narrow tunnel with a massive granite door. After three short knocks, we entered the so-called West Valley – the modern T-shaped central hall with an ugly row of chairs on both sides of the mainline. A team of highly qualified professionals, looking too non-binary for my liking, approached us with forced smiles and greetings, guiding us to...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 14 One percent  /absurdist comedy/ I sat at the maple table and listened to the conversations at the bar. Despite the increasing attention and distrust of the saloon’s regulars, I found out that roughly 1 percent of Gunung Kinabalu owned 92 percent of the Kingdom’s wealth. The gap between the high-tech quarter and the rest of the land widened last year. Constant taxes, erosion of farmers’ rights, cost-cutting, and...

Drawing a line in the sand…

Whether you dance, draw, make music, shoot field goals, build houses, tune engines, or sit around all day watching television, you are an artist. Your single greatest work of art is your Self! As with any art form, the more you understand and develop your talents, the more empowered and masterful you become as an artist. This is particularly important when engaging in the art of consciously shaping your own...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

/absurdist comedy/ Day 7  A Never-Ending Race My soul soared like a heartless falcon over a wild rabbit, circling nearer and lower to the ground, to the food of its dreams. I opened my eyes — a monstrous horn grew bigger in all possible dimensions, sticking to the legs of Ms. Amblycorypha Oblongifolia eighty-one times, clockwise. After that strength-consuming procedure, she asked me to repeat the same process. I did...