Touched With Fire

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"One day the sun cast onto the world"

to show its image in different light.

All the lines were in place

but in between no shape or shades,

just shadows of the past

cast against an aging brain,

fading with the sunset's dying rays...

Wiping away all trace of yesterday.

Does anyone have any questions

for the author?

Hey, Dad.

Oh, hey.

Can you turn down the music?

What?

The music, can you turn it down?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sorry.

So, your super told me

that they shut your power off.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Why didn't you pay the bill?

Oh, because I'm through with that.

I don't need to do that anymore.

I'm going off the map.

What does that mean?

It means that I am through

with the whole system.

What whole system?

The whole manmade system.

I quit my job.

I'm not paying bills.

You quit your job?

Yeah. Yeah, I escaped it.

How... How are you gonna eat?

No-no, I don't need to pay

for food anymore.

I realized that.

I can get free milk at Starbucks.

- I can get free ketchup at McDonald's.

- Ketchup?

Yeah, the body can survive

on ketchup alone just for a long time.

At least until the apocalypse.

Hey Marco,

I'm going to stop by tomorrow,

and I'm gonna bring you some food.

No-no, I don't need food.

I'm fine with ketchup.

- Just be at your apartment...

- Don't do that.

Listen to me!

Listen to me!

- Be at your apartment at 6:00.

- I won't be there.

I'll be there.

I'll see you then. Bye.

- They call me Luna.

- Luna!

Because my mind moves

in tune with the lunar shifts.

They call me a lunatic...

because my biological clock's

a time bomb

that ticks down to the minute

the full moon's lit.

And I just got out of the loony bin,

and I haven't been taking

my medication,

so I'm about as unstable

as if nitro raped glycerin.

More insane than Batman's Riddler

if Jim Carrey had played him

without taking his Ritalin.

I'll leave you riddles

sicker than a crossword puzzle

written by Jack The Ripper.

Full of clues as

to how I'm gonna kill you

which I will do

right before you figure it out

so I can stick it on the ground

next to your dead body

and let the detectives

finish filling it out!

"The fire went out..."

black, not even the smoke

to sniff up the memory

of last night's wild sight

and resurrect its magic back,

sun-burnt on the tip of a matchstick

with one flick of God's finger,

as all eternal blows out...

Lost in shadows...

Surround my lips like vicious flint

with thrilled flicks licked with silk...

It's going up in flames...

As my spirit spreads!

Get away my brains like stretching...

Chain... Can't have wings...

Wildfires rising high in my eyes...

So wild...

Fire irises.

I'm a flame.

I'm a flame!

- Hey.

- Hi.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Can I come in?

- Yeah. Yeah, come in.

You know it's

almost 1:
00 in the morning?

Shouldn't you be sleeping?

- I'm sorry.

- That's okay.

What's wrong?

I just wanted to talk.

Oh. Well, sure.

Can we look at some photo albums?

Now?

W-Why do you want to do that?

Just to talk about the past.

I just don't know

where they are, honey.

- They're lost in a huge pile...

- I know where they are.

- I don't think...

- I'll find them.

Remember that?

That was right before I got sick.

Remember?

What was I like?

Baby, you don't remember?

No.

You were the same.

Mom, I need you to be honest with me.

You're the only one

who knew me back then,

- and I need you...

- No. That's not true.

There's a lot of people

in your life who knew you then.

What was I doing...

when it happened?

What do you mean?

I mean, the doctors said

that something has to trigger it.

- So, what was I doing?

- No, no.

There was nothing

that we could've done.

- It was gonna happen no matter what.

- No, no.

N-N-No.

I must've done something to trigger it

- because I am not the same person, Mom.

- No, you didn't.

- I am not the same.

- You are the same.

Would you just please,

just stop lying to me!

Okay, Carla, you are acting

really hyper right now,

and I-I...

Are you sleeping okay?

What's going on?

I'm just trying to figure out

who I am, you know,

because I don't feel like myself anymore.

Even when I go off the medication,

I don't feel like myself.

Okay, you know what, honey?

I think we need to get Dad

because he can really help.

- No-No-No!

- No, we should.

No, Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't

have yelled. I won't yell again.

- Please don't get Dad.

- Okay, you're right.

Sit down.

And I have a really good plan.

Okay, this is my plan.

You're gonna spend the night tonight,

and then tomorrow morning,

first thing,

we'll go to the hospital

and get your file.

See, they have a file of everything

about your illness.

And then you can learn

anything you want.

You can ask anything.

Okay?

We'll figure all this out.

Okay?

I hate it when you look

at me like that.

Like what?

How am I looking at you?

Like I'm crazy.

I'm not looking at you

like you're crazy, honey.

No, you're looking at me

like you don't even recognize me.

- No. Honey, I love you.

- No.

- You miss that person that I used to be.

- No, please don't leave.

Donald!

Hey, what happened to your apartment?

What do you mean?

I mean,

your books are all over the floor.

Yeah, I decided

that I liked it better this way.

You know, you can see

all the titles way more easily.

You know, and they're all placed

in different, specific locations.

It actually works out really great

because you can just walk up

to any one of them, you know?

You can walk up to any book

you want at any time, just sit down.

And there's a good variety

of reading environments.

I don't know.

It just seems stupid, somehow,

to just want to put

a bunch of books together in one place.

That just seems

like in-the-box thinking to me.

- Do you know what I mean?

- Hm.

- How you sleeping?

- Good.

I just lie down and sleep.

It's good.

That all works out.

Been taking your medication?

Um... mm...

I found that they really weren't working

for me, you know,

kind of constricted my emotions,

you know, like a dried-up ocean.

That wasn't the potion.

Don't give me the lotion.

I just, yeah, it just didn't work,

so I stopped.

I stopped.

You know what I found works, though?

- What's that?

- Marijuana, Mama.

- You're smoking marijuana?

- Yeah, it actually really helps.

You know, it works

way better than the medication.

Isn't that interesting?

I mean, I guess it has something to do

with my particular brain chemistry,

something about that works.

Do you smoke a lot of marijuana?

Depends on how long I'm awake for.

You know?

Lately I haven't needed

as much sleep, so...

I guess I have to up my dosage.

Tomorrow morning, let's go...

let's go to Dr. Lyons,

and we'll ask him and just hear

what he thinks about that.

- Who cares what he thinks?

- He's an expert on your illness.

- He'll know...

- I don't have an illness.

- Come on...

- Why are you bringing Dr. Lyons into this?

- There's nothing wrong with...

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