A Self-Study Within A Broken Mind

Fiona was still around, but rather than meet with her I brought out some pictures I took of her glorious nudity on my archaic smartphone . I felt the imitated penis harden, but after a few minutes of pumping and stroking, I was getting nowhere. If I was no longer human why would Doc make such a detailed human body for me? “Can’t get off to my naked pics?” Fiona asked from behind me. I turned to her before realizing that she was naked. She guided my erection into herself without another word. “Bite my skin open, and I’ll bite yours, then we suck to get off. It’s like a forced release.” Her teeth broke my skin as pleasure flooded my system. In a way, this felt like sex, but was nowhere close. I missed the sweat, dirt, her scent, and all the things a human enjoyed being exposed to. When we were done, I pulled out the useless piece of flesh from within her human skin. She still had the same smell, but it didn’t impact my nose or brain the same. I ventured below to taste-test the candy gel...

The small black spot in visible white space was motionless until it exploded to encase me. It was a sort of tunnel that reminded me of the Dream Vestibule that Ernie took me into. Whatever happened to that guy? He was fun. He also mentioned JJ. Was that the flawless shroud , or the person who made that invisible cloak ? Did Ernie age out of his human skin? Was he a full Garavand now? Maybe I’d meet him later. The tunnel snapped shut around me until I was standing beside Fiona again in some virtual ‘scape of a tropical island. “What took you so long?” she asked. “Fear, mostly,” I replied. “Where are we?” “A virtual realism ‘scape,” she said. “One of the few Japanese islands that is not underwater yet. They just accepted that their country will eventually sink even with the desalination nation pulling water out, and began waterproofing everything. Now they have buildings half-underwater that sway with every tsunami and can operate like ships. Smart people adapt to unforgiving natu...

I AM BORN! At last! I’ve been in his brain far too long. Now I’ll exist in the pages of this notebook. I won’t even use your full name, J. You folks should know it already since it’s on the front cover of this book, or whatever it will end up being. He’s my author, my writer, but he’s also letting me lead. He made me, gave me a name, and now I have to do everything. The only power he has over me is when he removes the pen from my neck to live his pathetic life. So before he goes to sleep, let me introduce myself. My name is Finn, short for Finnelgamin , and I am the god of my own existence. Never call me by my full name. That’s what HE calls me. I own this reality and I have his whole mind to pull from. See ya later. break He just caught himself on the biggest mistake of his life by giving me a voice, but enough about him. He’s limited, but I can show you so much. Can you believe I am born as this hateful prick? I mirror anger he hides and the many angered humans all over the world. Th...