OP
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Mrs. Garrison
Rock n' Roll Doggie ALL ACCESS
este es el final
He woke up on a cold rock in a dark place with no feeling at all. The young man slowly sat upright and began to search around for anything familiar. As he stumbled through the darkness he would bump into large slabs of meat hanging from above him, kept fresh by the cool temperature of his surroundings. Carefully he made his way out of the darkness and he found himself in a long tunnel or passageway. The occasional torch on the wall would give off just enough light to give him direction. A small stream of liquid trickling past him made him believe he was heading uphill.
Finally he came to a window in the walkway where he would briefly peer into a classroom full of kids, he felt uncomfortable so he kept on walking. A while later he found another window and he was able to see a small room where people were standing looking sad as a man at a podium was reading from a book and speaking from his heart to theirs. He again felt out of place and kept moving on. The next window was accompanied by a doorway, looking through the window he noticed an oddly familiar setting and smelled a fresh aroma. He opened the door and walked into the green fields where the leaves were blowing in the wind and birds called out his name in their own way of speaking. As he came upon a pond he bent down to put his hand in the clear water because he wanted to feel what it was like to be one with himself. In the water he saw not his reflection but that of a young girl in a flowery dress. The young man spun around to see her standing just behind him. She reached out to him and gave him a handmade card just for him with a message and a smile.
He smiled back at her but as he did so he felt himself being sucked back into the dark corridor and all he could do was wave at her from the window. She waved back and he would move on, glancing at his little card which bore writing he didn't not immediately understand. The next window he came across he looked out over that winding road on Mystery Mountain he and cousin used to take to get from their town to the big city. This time he clearly saw the landscape had been altered by some event. The next doorway lead to the high desert and the young man felt as though he had been here before. He walked out into the desert and took in the view only someone in his position could appreciate. The desert went on in every direction as far as the eye could see. There was not a cloud in the sky and he thought he could hear voices.
The young man made it back into the doorway and this time when he crossed back over he was standing on top of a mountain, Mystery Mountain to be exact. Nighttime had taken over the sky and he found himself alone atop the mountain and wondering what he was supposed to do next. He looked at the card the little girl had given him, and on it there were pictures with strange writing and funny shaped crayon colored people holding hands with normal stick figured people. He gazed off through the trees where he saw some lights, which of course he would walk towards. Once he made it into the treeline and through the pathway he came to a clearing where he could see a strange object sitting there humming and waiting just for him. The young man was a bit apprehensive about going any further into the unknown, but when he turned around to see where he had came from he felt like where he stood was the only place he would exist.
The strange object was probably as big as anything like it he had ever seen. He sensed movement from inside this object, and finally a doorway would open and out of this object came some faceless people who beckoned him to join them. He looked at the card the little girl had given him once more and he figured by now this was some sort of invitation to wherever they came from. He slowly took a few steps towards the object and the faceless people who warmly beckoned him. Suddenly fear took ahold of him once again as he heard some strange sounds coming from behind. He'd heard those noises before somewhere and he figured it might not end well. As he turned around he was halfway expecting to see something that would hurt him. Instead he saw the large indian man emerge from the trees who had apparently followed him up the mountain.
The indian man spoke wise and to the point "go ahead, your spirit is clean." He made a few chants and spoke blessings to the earth and the heavens above. "Go on" he whispered to the young man "they are waiting for you..be free." The young man turned back towards the faceless people where his cousin would emerge from the strange object, and followed by cousin was the beautiful girl from down the street. She rushed towards him and he met her halfway with a long and loving embrace. He promised her he would never let her go again, she figured that was fine by her. They were joined in their embrace by cousin, who didn't say much other than "welcome home".
The three of them together again at last, free from their burdens and in perfect health and spirit. The faceless people patiently ushered them into the object so they could finish their journey. They paused briefly to take a final look at the place they once called "home", the young man and his cousin both nodded to the indian man. He smiled back at them and the girl thanked him and told him "we've never been this happy before." The three of them boarded the object with the faceless people and became travelers themselves. Their journey was almost complete...
The indian man watched the object take off the top of the mountain and thought about the beautiful girl's words as he followed the light moving across the night sky towards the heavens until it was out of sight. Another happy ending, he thought to himself. He could not keep from smiling, knowing what he knew about their destination and the beauty that lies on the other side. He walked back down the mountain at his own pace, singing to himself in his native tongue about happy endings as he sipped on homemade serum from a flask. He would make his way down the mountain as he had done many times before, through bear country without ever being in any danger from the creatures of the night. He paused briefly towards the bottom of the mountain by a curvy road. There were two small crosses sitting down the embankment by some charred grass and a badly damaged tree. He sprinkled some of his "medicine" on the ground by the crash site and he said a prayer to the spirits, then he walked softly back into the woods.
the end
la paz sea con vosotros
He woke up on a cold rock in a dark place with no feeling at all. The young man slowly sat upright and began to search around for anything familiar. As he stumbled through the darkness he would bump into large slabs of meat hanging from above him, kept fresh by the cool temperature of his surroundings. Carefully he made his way out of the darkness and he found himself in a long tunnel or passageway. The occasional torch on the wall would give off just enough light to give him direction. A small stream of liquid trickling past him made him believe he was heading uphill.
Finally he came to a window in the walkway where he would briefly peer into a classroom full of kids, he felt uncomfortable so he kept on walking. A while later he found another window and he was able to see a small room where people were standing looking sad as a man at a podium was reading from a book and speaking from his heart to theirs. He again felt out of place and kept moving on. The next window was accompanied by a doorway, looking through the window he noticed an oddly familiar setting and smelled a fresh aroma. He opened the door and walked into the green fields where the leaves were blowing in the wind and birds called out his name in their own way of speaking. As he came upon a pond he bent down to put his hand in the clear water because he wanted to feel what it was like to be one with himself. In the water he saw not his reflection but that of a young girl in a flowery dress. The young man spun around to see her standing just behind him. She reached out to him and gave him a handmade card just for him with a message and a smile.
He smiled back at her but as he did so he felt himself being sucked back into the dark corridor and all he could do was wave at her from the window. She waved back and he would move on, glancing at his little card which bore writing he didn't not immediately understand. The next window he came across he looked out over that winding road on Mystery Mountain he and cousin used to take to get from their town to the big city. This time he clearly saw the landscape had been altered by some event. The next doorway lead to the high desert and the young man felt as though he had been here before. He walked out into the desert and took in the view only someone in his position could appreciate. The desert went on in every direction as far as the eye could see. There was not a cloud in the sky and he thought he could hear voices.
The young man made it back into the doorway and this time when he crossed back over he was standing on top of a mountain, Mystery Mountain to be exact. Nighttime had taken over the sky and he found himself alone atop the mountain and wondering what he was supposed to do next. He looked at the card the little girl had given him, and on it there were pictures with strange writing and funny shaped crayon colored people holding hands with normal stick figured people. He gazed off through the trees where he saw some lights, which of course he would walk towards. Once he made it into the treeline and through the pathway he came to a clearing where he could see a strange object sitting there humming and waiting just for him. The young man was a bit apprehensive about going any further into the unknown, but when he turned around to see where he had came from he felt like where he stood was the only place he would exist.
The strange object was probably as big as anything like it he had ever seen. He sensed movement from inside this object, and finally a doorway would open and out of this object came some faceless people who beckoned him to join them. He looked at the card the little girl had given him once more and he figured by now this was some sort of invitation to wherever they came from. He slowly took a few steps towards the object and the faceless people who warmly beckoned him. Suddenly fear took ahold of him once again as he heard some strange sounds coming from behind. He'd heard those noises before somewhere and he figured it might not end well. As he turned around he was halfway expecting to see something that would hurt him. Instead he saw the large indian man emerge from the trees who had apparently followed him up the mountain.
The indian man spoke wise and to the point "go ahead, your spirit is clean." He made a few chants and spoke blessings to the earth and the heavens above. "Go on" he whispered to the young man "they are waiting for you..be free." The young man turned back towards the faceless people where his cousin would emerge from the strange object, and followed by cousin was the beautiful girl from down the street. She rushed towards him and he met her halfway with a long and loving embrace. He promised her he would never let her go again, she figured that was fine by her. They were joined in their embrace by cousin, who didn't say much other than "welcome home".
The three of them together again at last, free from their burdens and in perfect health and spirit. The faceless people patiently ushered them into the object so they could finish their journey. They paused briefly to take a final look at the place they once called "home", the young man and his cousin both nodded to the indian man. He smiled back at them and the girl thanked him and told him "we've never been this happy before." The three of them boarded the object with the faceless people and became travelers themselves. Their journey was almost complete...
The indian man watched the object take off the top of the mountain and thought about the beautiful girl's words as he followed the light moving across the night sky towards the heavens until it was out of sight. Another happy ending, he thought to himself. He could not keep from smiling, knowing what he knew about their destination and the beauty that lies on the other side. He walked back down the mountain at his own pace, singing to himself in his native tongue about happy endings as he sipped on homemade serum from a flask. He would make his way down the mountain as he had done many times before, through bear country without ever being in any danger from the creatures of the night. He paused briefly towards the bottom of the mountain by a curvy road. There were two small crosses sitting down the embankment by some charred grass and a badly damaged tree. He sprinkled some of his "medicine" on the ground by the crash site and he said a prayer to the spirits, then he walked softly back into the woods.
the end
la paz sea con vosotros
