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OPENING THE VORTEX


Old Granite Face stared obliquely,
His Angles and Shadows in strictest obedience.
The Wind awaited The Moon
The Water awaited The Moon
The Mists awaited The Moon
I usually wait until I get a reaction, then I get real
close, and when She starts to hit me, I put my arms around Her
completely; capturing Her arms by Her side. Then I await A
Perception: and slip my right foot behind Her left leg, with just
a push, and a Gentle Crash; we begin The Compromise.
When I was a boy, I knew she made it, at about seven years
of The Something. I had the most beautiful and powerful Prime
Junction: hard, bitter cold steel, unified and impenetrable on
The Outside, with a luxurious Inside of polished gun metal.
I ran a red leather bench around The Outer Rim of The Inside,
with Eight Portals, and a delicate inner ring of Gravitized
Silver; with my Black Chair as a memory symbol to remind me to
practice. Naturally; One Day, it comes up missing, and it doesn’t
take Sherlock Holmes, to figure out who stole it. She says I
stole it from Her first, that’s why; I All-Ways go first, so that
She doesn’t forget. I swear, the misery. So One Day, it’s gone.


Time continues.
Sure as Sure is Sure,
She’ll accuse me of stealing it first. She’s A Bitch.
The Wind awaits The Moon
The Water awaits The Moon
The Mists awaits The Moon
The One who bids The Way into The Room Of Rainbows must stand in:
The Center
If you move, you lose. [][] Period [][]
If you move, you lose. [][] Period [][]
If you move, you lose. [][] Period [][]
The Player Moved, The Bid Transited, A-Prime Junction Is Denied
The Wind Awaited The Moon
The Water Awaited The Moon
The Moon slowly rose above The Valley of Woe
The Leader and The Warriors and The Hunter

[][] The Vortex Is Opened [][]


MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

[][] The Vortex Is Opened [][]

If Gus had been in the parking lot when we pulled into The
State Park for The End of this portion of The Battle, it wouldn’t
have surprised me one fucking bid. That was Gus’s Way. He always
hedged his bets. The Hunter was a Warrior in My Party: he was not
allowed to die first. He had served his purpose with Honor.
At The Shining Rock, as The Crowns had floated in The Sky:
I knew The Wacky Older Brother had jumped into The Nothing, when
we had been at the top of The Mountain; above The Shining Rock.
It had occurred, and dawned upon me; as a slow realization.
The Wacky Older Brother had always been my teacher in
A-Way. He had taught me most of the Tactics and Strategies I
needed to defend myself against Gus’s endless stupidities.
Mostly; The Older Brother, wouldn’t know why he would teach me
things, or that they were even important; to the puzzle, of how
to knock; The Wind out of Old Gus’s sails.


Yeah, looking back on it as The Vortex opened, it was a bit
funny, Augustus... The Gust. Gus had been dogging my trail since
I was a kid. That’s why he liked to mock me with the Kydd thing.
It was gonna be a real delicate maneuver getting The Hunter back.
He was running on my ticket and I was getting tired.

[][] The Darkness [][]

As The Vortex opened, we had been sitting quietly, using
Old Granite Face as partial windbreak. The Whole Party was there.
The Two Warriors who hadn’t jumped: were mostly neutral and
defensively calculating their own moves; yet very interested and
essential, to the symmetry; of The Hole Deal.
The Others were smoking a little cannabis; we weren’t the
getting high or partying type of crew. It was just enough to get
them the calm they needed to wait patiently for The Wind To Rise.
All of us were Outcasts: we didn’t fancy ourselves Desperados, we
just were. That was a bit of The Source of our power; every one
of us had a great excuse that could be used for this quest, that
quest, or some Other Quest.
Excuses: No Way.
We chose not to use them.


[][] Period No. 1 [][]

The longer we waited: the more Power. It was Time.
As The Wind had risen, we had slowly moved to just below the
jutted outcropping of rock, which formed the nose of Old Granite
Face, when observed from a distance. This would form a smaller,
yet similar table, as The Table; which had served as A Plane,
when we had watched The Five Crowns. The Hunter had watched the
display from start to finish, never averting his eyes.
He blinked ... Three Times
Gus was A Player, no doubt about; he was hooked on the game.
He would have shown up that night, physically, if he was still
alive. Old Mabel, she took care of that detail. Once she realized
what he was up to, she probably wore his butt into the ground,
Mabel was A Woman, and she had a mind for details.
When I was child, Gus was always working his way up to this
Bid. I remember this one goofy move he pulled; he would let me
come into... The Garden
He would make a whole lot of small talk, but always he would try
to lay down and angle or two. The stupidest was Green Thirty-Two.
He went into this long winded, Augustus type deal, droning on and
on about the proper way to grow and harvest Peas. But, you see;
Gus always works The Angles, it’s his gig he can’t kick it.


That’s why he ended up with Mabel... Old Mabel.

[][] Period No. 2 [][]

I looked at The Hunter, and I said: "You know dude, its so
dam windy, we ought to ask the wind for a respite.”
He looked at me with a half-smile and nodded his head.
I approached The Center, fixed in my mind, the image of
The Small Table. The Wacky Older Brother has a real wife, but not
a Wife Of The Darkness. So when it was Time to pull The Hunter
back through The Vortex we opened: I was grateful for his Honor
and maximum reliability, in ‘All’ situations.
What a fuckin Brother he was; Top Notch. We used to find the
most death defying situations we could: wait for a blizzard and
two feet of snow; grab a small foreign car as a motorized sled:
and away we go...
Into The Night Fate Be Dammed.
Two Times
When The Hunter blinked for the third
I would know when to jump.


[][] The Vortex [][]

The Hunter had chosen his place in The War Party of his own
accord, and to the desires of his own intention. We all had our
own Way, but, we shared adventures; because we liked each other
in our own styles. As for The Hunter: he had told us his reason,
but we could not absorb it; because it was not, our reason.
We were thieves, all of us. The Hunter was a thief because we
were. That was the difference, I never absorbed. He needed to
belong, and that was how, He, in His Way; demonstrated that he
was no less or no more, than anyone else in the crew. But he was
not born to The Thieving. My father was a thief, and his father
and his father and his father, all the way to where memories dim.
The Mist Of Time is the Only One, who can still remember.
Thieves have an instinct that is born not taught. That’s how Gus
had tricked The Hunter. He had wanted it all. Like Gus wants it
all. Gus had found his point of maximum vulnerability. People say
there is no Honor among thieves; it all depends on The Thief.
In The Something, The Hunter was an orphaned person and his
need to belong was immense: it could be sensed and protected
against by The War Party.


To steal something of great value: was in the mind of The
Hunter, an accomplishment that would bring him Honor in The Crew,
but, We were thieves; food and clothes were all that was allowed.
If this rule was obeyed: even when apprehended, we would
pause with dignity, turn, gently hand back the stolen items; step
back five paces, and with the look of The Truth, say to the Being
with the eyes of The True Thief:
I Am A Professional.
This is why Thieves are born not taught.
There is Honor amongst Thieves.
True Thieves.
[][] Period [][]
So, One Way, and The Other, we must steal The Hunter back.
It was beneficial that The Wacky Older Brother had jumped into
The Nothing. Whenever I think about it, I avoid Quantification;
because that’s Gus’s Game, but only with the help of The Wacky
Older Brother, could we have kept opening and closing so many
perceptions... He Blinked.
[][] One Times [][]


I Am The Wind
I Am The Mist
I Am The Ocean
Stay The Wind
Hold The Wind

The Vortex Is A Bridge Of The Darkness It Is Crossed Slowly


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