The publishing of my literature has caused over 50 idiots to explode around the world, especially in America, that has been getting zombie mania, after Biden walked into the sunset. More on idiots later.

The lizard thing found under the wall was living, having wrapped across the base, once a regal bride tall and lithe, she lost herself in the well were frogs were.

As I recall her hand shot through an open window with some blood upon it, and grasping for help, I did ponder her hand as a work of art. Perhaps I should have fed her more cheese.

One moment here the next there the countdown to the final countdown, an explosive set, actors at their positions, weather changes, and moods.

I am still walking through the gates in and out.