2 Hours with a Gay Man, Part 1

"A Transchromagression with by Bryan


Ch. 1: You Will Read (Red) This:

This will happened. These are truths that I've already held to being self-evident. This is now, not apocalypse now, real now, happened now, as in will have already happened twenty minutes from then. This is my transchromagression, a literary cluster-fuck, a book that I will written, in the past, of the future, which is happened now. I believe this should start where all things have started, the end; the end, of the beginning, before the beginning.

Day 459; Hamburg, Germany, September 24, 1997:
Time is no longer the issue. Disappearance is but a method of animation.

Day 5: I will noticed the Green Lantern sign, as I always did now.
"Is that the Green Lantern Symbol?"
"Yes, but I'm pretty sure the ancient Greeks came up with it first." He said. "Wrong, the Green Lanterns have been around for millions of years."
This was the last time I would ever have seen me.

Plans are like plans, final yet temporary. We have but one life to live; I chose 7. Few people know how to end a chapter like this. Sadly, neither do I. Luckily, Charles Bukowski will have.

Ch 2. This will haven't happened

Superman venit, vidit, vicit, and then he came again

"Could Lois Lane really hold Superman's baby?" His name was Fax, Fax Mench, once again, the name indeed, indeed was Fax.
"Lets say Superman wore perhaps a kryptonite condom, or maybe Lois wore a kryptonite Nuva Ring™ , would that in turn make his semen normal, rendering Lois in turn able to carry Supermans seed?" Quite erudite indeed, Trueche. "But would that kill Superman, or maybe make him too weak to copulate? Or perhaps cause him to finish too early, which would really only fail to satisfy Lois"

The cat in the hat is nothing to heed, but a cat with a bat is a friend indeed.

Carafe, Giraffe, Seraph, Lamaph.

Lamaph stuffed the Giraffe into a Carafe with the help of a Seraph.

Ch. 69: Writtening Haiku's and Playing Harmonica

Nuke Barnaby's Ballad

Placenta Smackers,
Venereal Disease Gel,
All good in the hood

Placenta Fondue,
Sop it up with bread, right now!
My kind of party.

"I'm disgusted with my life and myself right now, but I'm not unhappy about that."

"Behold the man"

Thus is ending part one, which isn't to say that it is not part 2, or any other part for that matter, but to say that it certainly is the end, of the end of the beginning. This is happened, thus is happending, stated by thee, which is short for me. Thus is the end, or the beginning of the middle, of the end.