... please, bring me my wine?
Dear Diary,
It's starting to get dark again. I've been living here in the great City of ACville for what seems... well, it must be 10-11 lifetimes by now at least. So much happens here in an otherwise sleepy little town. Yet, somehow, I never noticed before what a lovely sanitarium we have... up ahead in the distance... I see the shimmering light at the top of a big hill, overlooking grassy fields... such a lovely place... such a lovely face. There's plenty of room at the... umm. Yeah... the ACville Sanitarium. What a nice surprise... bring your alibis.
Someone close by keeps telling me that I've passed on. Is that not a subtle push even if made in jest? Funny, I don't FEEL any different... sitting here in an EMPTY communicating room -- ALL BY MYSELF -- I just can't believe I'm actually dead. No, I can't be. Why, I... I can still see it all....treachery... greed... EVIL lurking in shadows all around us.. no more than the meerest glimmer away. Paranoia the diagnosis, they tell me.. but those voices.. delusions? And I was thinking to myself... this could be Heaven or this could be Hell...
Families there, yes, three vicious ones plotting against us.. conspiracies... comitting unspeakable acts. Yet I have friends there too, so I shall still make plans... try to still communicate, somehow. Then... standing together, come what may...we're waged in a war for control of our town. We have to win this for our beloved ACville.
I see them out there and I know. 'Twas a mere observation with a little joke. Then, nothing more. But I KNOW!! So I write... and I write... and I write something more again. I have to warn them,... but nobody is able to hear me. Long into the night, I continue writing as I still hear them and I imagine so many... Possibilities! The strategies, ahh.. the deception!!! It's all LIES... don't believe them!!!!!
We can't stand for this.. not here... not our ACville. We can't let them get away with this. So much corruption present in our City.... even the law can’t be trusted. We must take matters into our own hands. Yes... that's what we'll do.... we'll stab it with our steely knives, if we have to... but we just can't kill the beasts. My God.. and to think he never had a name, and he could have been a girl.
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door. I had to find the... passage? ... ehh no, not that.. the Lincoln Towncar... to the place I was before. Somehow.. finding myself caught in the crossfire... I tried to vote to LYYYNNCCHhh.... but they wouldn't... LET ME BE!! I screamed and I screamed!!!! And it was over....... as quickly as it began.
Quiet now, in a white room... all alone. The turkey hash is delicious... any time of year (any time of year)... you can find it here. ooh... ohhhh....
Sorry, went back into my childhood. It was a happy, safe little place. *sigh* I suppose I should leave the sanitarium... (If I'm even here in the same realm.) I wait as days go by for a partner who never visits anymore, odd as that may seem. But we have a QUEST, he and I. (Oops, shhh!). The others don't know of him yet, unless... no, they still can't be sure. Or maybe he's my imaginary friend? I'll try to remember and decide about that someday.
I have another friend out there somewhere... I'm sure of that. Still our never-ending QUEST.... searching for our doctor friend who can protect us from the scourge that threatens us all. That's why I came here... to the sanitarium. There are fine doctors here... smart... helpful. Maybe we can... well, I still hope so. We'll be accused, grilled, made to look like an idiot... which we all ARE amid the uncertainty, the date palms, and the maple trees.... hmm, strong limbs on that tree for a noose. Oh, there were voices down the corridor... I thought I heard them say..... you can say whatever you want, but you can't prove it with my PM to you.
I look out the window. Nightfall approaches and the clouds take new shapes. The gentle breeze dies in the eve... and still those voices are calling from far away... wake you up in the middle of the night... just to hear them say... I won't place a day one vote on a noob.
Innocent Townie (shhh)...
Vigilante Team (don't tell anyone)...
and permanent resident,
Kashta.
Some dance to remember.
Some dance to forget.
Do not get led astray.
