NOWHERE - 6 - through the mountains

It’s night, and here I’m going through the mountains, this is, presently hearing some kind of bombing, say, some kind of fat beats coming with the wind, and then, at some point, this sound is actually disappearing, and then, as I go down some valley, again, I come to hear different echoes of it coming from various directions, and in the meanwhile, this sounds extinguish and then, comes back again… this is, I get to understand that it can be heard only from certain angles, thus, I even climb some mounds, some hillocks, and, as I do it, I do cover one of my ears and twirl around, trying to disclose from which side was/is this/that bombing sound actually coming from, and subsequently, as I get the answer, downhill I go, already jumping over the heaths and the brooms, passing on the side of some big boulders, diving into the cliffs and then, I’m actually arriving at the moat, and so now, I’m actually hearing different echos of that bombing again, and, this is, as I look up at the starts, there they are, moving, drawing figures that tell something about something, and so, after the moat comes the barbed wire, and after the barbed wire there is this actually a gross wall, that I climb, and then, as I reach its top, I can finally watch what is further, this is, at my front there is a huge clearing, a large open area with some kind of oval buildings here and there, live big aquariums, old fashions gyms, or, who knows, disabled armament factories, and so, now I get it, each of these pavilions are actually producing different kinds of bombing sounds, but, all these sounds are actually mixing here, on the top of this gross wall, and so, at this point, in between these buildings/pavilions down there, further, I can actually visualize some kind of silhouettes moving around, and so, as I see it, there I go, already descending from this gross wall, and as it goes, after the wall there is another moat, and, after passing this second moat, I’m actually running free through the plains, and, as I run, the melange of bombing sounds that I was hearing before, now, it looks like the sounds of various helicopters prowling over my head, and so, as I go, at some point, I even through myself in the floor, and there I go, crawling, and then, as I stand again, I get to some groups of people, this is, some of them wearing some kind of toxic masks on their faces, others dressed as gorillas, others dressed as old-fashion sportsmen, others dressed as fucked up robots, and also, there is some small groups of cheerleaders here and there, and so, there they are doing their stunts while the gorillas and other figures run around them, far away from here, and then, as I get to one of these big pavilions/aquariums, I see some colorful decorations attached to its gazed/rusty structures, nonsense stuff, and I also see that actually there is no doors on it, just some small round windows a couple of meters above the ground, and thus, as it goes, here and there I see people clambering through the walls with the help of sticks, this is, guys and girls with tattered clothes shining in the dark, some of them falling while trying to climb, and, I do not stay at one place much time, this is, I go around, to check the structures of the others pavilions, to see if there is any doors, but no, soon I get to understand that it’s all the same, there is no doors, only the same round windows located some meters above the ground, and thus, while running from pavilion to pavilion, I also pass by some group of guys and girls, strange creatures doing some kind of acrobatics, stances adapted from medieval times, some kind of martial arts, etc. And, as it goes, in the meanwhile, some of these guys dressed in gorilla suits are coming running in my direction, and I, well, I just run away from them, this is, there I go, moving towards the pavilion that is furthest away from here, and so, again, feeling the choppers prowling over my head, I escape, and so, with the help of a sick, as I saw the others doing, I’m already going for one of these round windows, and, as I go through it, now sinking into this glitched-ambient sounds, down-tempo beats, an ambiance that makes my feet slip over imaginary pudding… and also, I may say that, the light here is kinda reduced, and so, as I go through the dance floor, a series of shiny-blue teeth heads are actually dancing around me, and me also, here I go now, wobbling the skeleton, feeling the groove… and then, as those silhouettes are actually coming closer and closer, like, imitating my moves while dancing, this is, at some point there are already a bunch of them around me, opening and closing their mouth… sticking their tongues out, making it dance also, and me, well, I find it funny, so, I just do the same as them, and, as I do it, this is, while my tongue is out, I actually feel something landing on it, and, well, I like the taste of this placebo, so, I chew it during long time, and, while chewing, I keep turning and turning around, warming up, expanding consciousness, and, in the meanwhile, as I keep dancing, sliding over imaginary ice bananas, I hear screams echoing, whispers coming in endless spirals… this is, oblique gestures announcing intentions of sporadic levitation… and then, I also see, big eyes opening on the shabby faces of the ones dancing around me, and, as I look at it, I even can discern different worlds inside that eyes… this is, I see life on distant planets, different kind of birds, and then, staggering, I’m moving around, this is, trying to disclose from where this jelly sounds, this slow beats, are actually coming… and so, while I wander around, going against other creatures also sliding over imaginary ice bars, and then I look up and I even come to see, some individuals coming down from the concave glass ceiling suspended on ropes, embracing thorny flying fishes, this is, cyborgs, guinea fowls, militarist pandas, and then, as they come down there are voices telling me something, voices emitting sounds like swans, maybe like dragon-snakes, and so, in effect, some of of those creatures now landing here, are actually coming to me, this is, we stick together and together we are already advancing onto the back of this room where everything is even more shadowy, this is, we are now located on the rear part of the speakers, and so, here there are also some guys other seated on the floor, stretched out, puking diamonds into some sort of puddle, and so, I, as I come by, I also stretch out on their side, and soon, I actually feel some hands sliding through my body, I mean, at first it feels good, but then… I fell a sudden need of catching some fresh air, and, just like that, there I go, instantly climbing the walls, passing trough that sort of aquarium windows again, and, as I land over the lawn, everything looks different now, this is, there are no other pavilions, like before, nor other people wandering around, this is, now, what I see here, is some kind of derailed roller coaster, and so, at this point I'm actually stepping over the rails, wobbling, swinging, oscillating, and at some point, I’m even entering one of these wagons, here settled in the middle of the rails, and, already going for it, as I go inside, in the middle of all the mishmash that is happening inside, I see a fridge with its door opened, there on the other side, and so, I go directly for it and straight away I'm sticking my head inside, coz, I’m/I was actually burning, so, I need some cooling, and, after awhile, when I remove my head, everything floating around, I mean, inside this room, even the furniture, and other sort of electronics appliances, the cutlery, small gadgets, etc, everything is up, touching the ceiling, and so, only me is here, down, holding this fridge now, and then, as I get away from it, there it goes, levitating, also moving against the ceiling, and all its products that were inside, are now falling over my head, but, it doesn't hurt, like, they have no weight, it’s as if, all these products would actually be hollow, non existential, and then, as I go through some kind of door with curtains, staggering, I see one Pierrot, two Pierrots, three Pierrots, and, and then, one Harlequin, two Harlequins, three Harlequins, this is, everything is double and triple here, and then, I also come to see some tailed girls actually dancing around these Pierrot and Harlequin clones, and say, nonetheless, there I go too, joining them, in the meanwhile here we go, all dancing together, say, some raising the knees, raising them as if trying to hit the others chin, or so, and thus, in this fashion we are actually advancing through some halls, until that, in the meanwhile, I’m out again, say, at this point already moving through some sandy pitch, this is, sand that burns like hell in my feet, or, maybe it’s not sand, maybe it’s quicklime, but, now I see, these in-numerous Pierrot/Harlequin clones are actually still around, now sponging on this kind of sand, rolling on it, diving on it… and thus, as I pay attention to them, I can see even their lips are white, so, they may be also eating it… and then, me myself and I, there I go, already runaway from all this scenario, this is, now climbing some stairs, say, going around a pyramid-shaped building made of recycled materials, it look... and so, as I actually go around this sort of tower, I feel that, my heart is in fact inside this sort of pyramid, and thus, when I get to the top, at this very top I actually come to meet some kind of nose with lips and teeth under it and so, instantly, I'm already being eaten by this big mouth, and then, there I go, sliding down inside the throat of this tower building… and as I go down, I actually come to see images of wars and massacres happening in the big screens all around, cannons aiming the sky, big explosions… and in the meanwhile, as I’m already landing down here… I’m instantly being hit by people armed with chains and stuff, this is, skinny people with cold expressions, grunting, pushing, biting... pulling the each others around as if dancing... this is, heavy metal music being played at full speed, and me, well, me, also merging with this macabre ritual, this is, it’s like, I’m actually wanting to prove that I can be even faster than them, and so, there I go, also pushing, pulling, kicking around, I mean, the bones fighting against the nerves, the nerves fighting against the flesh, the flesh fighting against the gravity, and then, after several turns, it's over, I mean, I’m fainting now... and, well, as I go down, I actually see myself going through some kind of pit, this is, in a while I’m already passing a series of sprockets, a series of spades, and then being surrounded by enormous tormenting clouds, getting electrochoqued by it and dreaming, dreaming I’m actually arriving at some sort of abandoned town, a town with granite houses covered with moss, and so, in the meanwhile, there I go, now passing in front of some sort ready-to-wear boutique, a shop with naked-dismembered mannequins inside, on the vitrine, and so, as I stop here staring some of this mannequins, I actually come to see (if I’m not wrong), a real girl (with a fringe and shorts), dealing with some of these mannequins, adjusting their limbs, giving them caresses…. this is, as I look at it, she looks cute and mysterious, and so, from here, I blow her a kiss. And well, as she gets aware of my presence she trembles, and then, her eyes even close as she smiles. And so, at this precise moment, I decide to go inside the store and straight away I tell her that I have just fallen in love with the person she is hiding inside herself. And accordingly, here she is, looking at me straight now, and then, “What do you mean stranger?” she says. “Yes my dear, it's like seeing through the water!”; “Really, and what am I like inside water?”; “well, inside this water I see your bright soul, tired of being trapped inside, this is, apparently it wants to fly, move far away from this shop…”; “But, who do you think you are stranger?”; “Me? I'm like the clock sent through the washing machine, my dear, do you know about it?”; “I guess it tells me something... but, from where are you coming, stranger, you might be coming from some distance place…”; “You are right my dear, I just arrived from the world's end, in true I went there just to change my boots but…”; “Curious, I've also been to the world's end but I haven't seen you around there!”; “That's because I was there in a dark corner, recovering, but... now tell me, what a beauty like you have to do in the world's end?”; “Well, I went there to buy… to buy some dresses!”; “Oh, and… did you find your number?”; “Hum, no, unfortunately no, I haven't find my right number yet, nothing fit me really…”; “oh, just now, my dear, I know exactly who you are! I know!”; “Oh, you know… so, just tell me who am I, stranger?”; “You're... well, I may say that you actually are my queen of nooone!”; “Oh, the queen of none? This is, the queen of nothing?”; “No my dear it's not the queen of nothing, is the queen of none…”; “Oh, that is sad”; “No, it’s not sad my dear, I mean, one day we will meet again, please do not forget me…” I say. And so, with this promise I leave this place, I run down the street, and in the meanwhile I’m already reaching the end of this village, now going out of the road... this is, I run across the fields, I go up some kind of mound, and there on the top of it I just throw myself on the floor, say, I throw myself on the floor crying and crying and crying... thinking about my queen of none, that is not real.