Baalevolent (excerpts)

Publié le 25 Février 2012

Nothing… Nowhere… No one… Nothingness… if not less even…

Nothing but the great big empty void… A void of voids… A void devoided of voids even… Voided… Void…

Nothing… Nothingness… Emptiness… Absence… Permanent remnant immaterial unreal resilient absence… to the point of indecence…

 

We could think… we could never think…

One would think…

One would think of a trial…

One would think of an error…

A mere test…

A shot in the dark… without gun with no bullet… in the hope of stirring… A reaction… A commotion… A motion… Emotion… Animotion… Bimbo crimbo in limbo… riding a time bomb…

 

Nothing… not a sound not a sight… no one in sight… invading pervading essence of abstinence… No action no caption… not a sound in sight…

 

Still no nothing no one nowhere nothing…. Nothing but nothing…

And from nothing nothing from nothing was going to amount to something…

Nothing from nothing…

 

That was where it came from… A black hole… colourless matterless black hole…

 

Crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrack !

Bannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng !

Boom ! Shebang !

The whole big shebang…

Kerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrang !

 

A friction. An action. Contraction. Counteraction. Contradiction. Contrition. All with its wake of paraphernalia of traceless tracks…

Aum ! Ôm !

Big bangastic beat of a universal drumkit breaking out from beyond beyond… Yonder wonder… plundering… A space opera to start all space operas from here to eternity… The first movement played in undertones of final overture…

 

Crash !

Bang !

Wallop !

Crash bang wallop !

 

Wasteland… stretching from boudary to bopundary of a boundless expanse… ringing out in resoudning ricochetting silent echoes of slience…

A thrill a reedy tripple ripple on the surface of this unfathomable ocean of emptiness a wave a tide… thripple…

Amazing amusement of a fanciful mischievous if not rebellious whimsical god waving his magic wand to command the arrangement of a deranged plan… Sushi tsunami maki casually thrown into the bowl to this carefree cradle all to the aim of mixed the most improbable ingredients of life untried untested all thrown in… A just-add-vitamin mix-ready to rock and roll the dice of a grand farce… a show to go on and never forgotten… never to stop dead in its tracks… from times immemorial to times immemorial… to smear its empire to all universes known and to be known… and beyond… way beyond the outskirts of imagination…

 

It started with a sound a sound of silence. And silence hit… Silence hit home… if there was a home… From the word go the word was out… out and about out on the rampage… of the launching ramp…

 

And the word was and the word was law.

And the word was law for the word was god’s word… to man.

Illegitimate child of ebullient existence and bullying evidence… aboard this chaotic exotica… of a hitchhiked intergalactic ride… on a shark… at the speed of light… into the darkest night… the bolt through the night turned to light…

And then there was light !

And the void felt alive… swarming with life… Alive with life… The void was not so void anymore… Emptiness filled its space… Space began to fill to the point of overflowing with life surging scurrying hurrying… urgent emergence… raging like a mad bull in a china shop… Alice in a malice game of rocket crocket…

Relentless unrepenting vengeful engeance engineered by an army of blind bats…

 

Wham ! Bam !

Undeterred by universal laws… ginormous logistics were deployed to rule and reign over this new found territory in the most spendthrift thrust to thrive… to date.

No expenses spared no holds barred…

Hocus pocus…

Abracadra !

 

Hustled and bustled shuffled and ruffled in this ball of confusion the compass whirling in the trade winds of its treks rushed in where fools rush in…

Cold fusion in the confusion of the heat of the action…

Prey to the maddening spin of this this spinning wheeling bolt seeding while speeding… making a bizarre beeline for the buzzing beehive bazaar…

 

And thus launched thrown overthrown from the end of the end of the end of the universe from a system of solar systems from yet another nebula nothing could should would stop it… waltzing amok blitzing awol…

 

Open at the great shebang beating of the sticks and stones of this tonedeaf orchestra… With no expenses spared… a ream of instruments battling for a realm of disturbance… A wrecking ball jerking jitterbugging a ball and chain as though in a tug of war waxing and waning in peaks and troughs… wrecking bull in a china shop…

An evil ball calling the tune of an astronomic symphony… The grey matter of a blue print recipe for disaster.

Catapulted here the stone in this pit of a universe was to be the seed of life as we know it… slithering hither and thither way beyond the end of its tether… outstayed its welcome… A wrecking ball ringing the toll of death at the time for life…

 

Hell raising paradise to be raiding the wreck running aground… Atomic croft craft making hasty way to the altar of its holocaust…

Hurly burly hillbilly higgledy piggledying its way up with a downstroke. Groggy Gog and Magog watching over the destiny of an ill-fated mismatch of all sorts…

 

 

Motley crew.

Motley crowd.

Chaotic cannon of a fantastic symphony new world symphony. Debutante debuting in a cosmic ballet cosmetics of astral disaster… Before it was even born this world was already in serious decompositional phase…

 

Valkyrie riding merrily on high on a merry-go-round to hell… Equestrian epic… Hell raising grazer to the onlooking stargazer… Apocalyptic obstetrics… acrobatic genetics…

Looking at such tectonics one can but hardly begin to imagine mechanics in one’s wildest dream.

What lunatic ever threw the dice ? ever set this dice rolling on the milky way on such a wild bet such a wild card such a wild guess ?

What conductor ever offer to conduct this evil wand of a musician magician ? What chef ever threw in this organic mixing bowl this volcanic melting pot ? What mad scientist ever put forward such a scientific if not magic formula ?

Who what where why and how ever triggered the whole shebang ? this deflagrating hodown ? to bring about such commotion beyond repairs ? Write-off life before it was even written ? What madness what fury what impulse ? Unstable emulsion…

Who in their wrong mind ?

 

Rocking and rolling in the insane bowling alley of wrecking ball… devastating diva riding the high Cs of this evolution devolution… Flight by night blast from the past getting its show on the road… Higgledy Piggledy marching its way on to wholesomeness oneness awesomeness…

Ring-a-ring o’ roses… in forever increasing vicious circles… spinning and winning and gaining momentum… wheeling and reeling… bolting snowballing to mega magnate magnetic… fatal attraction… Whizzing swizzing grizzling across the great universal field… at the speed of lightning… on a road to nowhere… like there was no tomorrow…

 

Hit and run on the run…. Hanging loose… Running loose… running away on the runway of the stars...

Collecting reaping sowing the seeds of the ingredients thrown cast to the illwinds… tradewinds of the whims only run aground on the shore of life…

Astronomical gastronomy alchemy magic potion that came without caution nor notion of its animotion… Mighty Aphrodite on the game on the make…

Elemental arsenal out of the arsehole of a universe in reverse… 

 

Jesse CRAIGNOU


Rédigé par Jesse CRAIGNOU

Publié dans #Nouvelles Histoires - Short Stories

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