The top administrator misappropriated funds to build a private pleasure house in the country. He bussed personnel to the house of pleasure and instigated exhuberant orgies. He followed the road of excess. After it was over, quivering with the sensation of her body against his, vibrating with her frequency, attuned to her ups and downs, her struggle to live, his heart overflowed with love.
After the ritual interaction with the Chief Nomroh at the outer wheel of the natural tabernacle of earth air fire and water, Lohbado felt sick and exhausted. He vomited under a crabapple tree and had diarrhea under a paper birch while mosquitoes dug into his legs, buttocks and head, anywhere not slathered in heavy-duty insect repellent.
The sky clouded over. The landscape took on deep green and silver tones. Lohbado’s bodily fluids mixed with the earth. His breath dissolved into the sky. Solids melted into liquids, evaporating or bursting into flame, then rain to extinguish the project. The ant and the grasshopper punctuated the event with a little jig before the thunder.
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