Chapter 0:

Story

Say Goodbye to Logic


Logic is a strange word. And despite its opposition of absurdity, it does not make logic any less abnormal by comparison.

Why is logic a strange word? Simple, it works.

So instead, how about a story that doesn’t work. A story that repels the regular and dismisses the ordinary.

Such is absurdity.

Such is insanity

Say goodbye to logic. Say hello to madness.

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We open on a river, blue as sapphire. Logs rush down it, and they bump up and down as they use rocks as ramps to fly. Fly where? Over a waterfall. A tall waterfall with legs. The legs are trees of course. Sliding through the trees is the water. It gathers at a pool. An outdoor pool. Rubber floaties and ducks and beachballs and… if you cannot tell that was a metaphor. A metaphor for four fortresses in a forest of foreign thought. By that I mean a castle hidden in the trees. Four towers at each edge.

The flag hangs in the starry night sky. A white flag.

The king rushes out, holding up his hands as the police go to arrest him.

The king looks back at his son, a drop of rain flowing down his cheek. A wave is motioned at the son.

The king turns around.

The water from the waterfall rushes over, a tidal wave motioning towards the son, washing him out like a washing machine washes clothes.

Next, acid rain. It falls from the sky and burns everything, murdering everyone at the scene.

The end.

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Now, the question you may be wondering is what was the point of that story? Good question.