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The Man on the Balcony

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The stairs to his left and to his right wound in graceful curves down to the parlor floor, upon which the people stood, champagne flutes in hand, nibbling at tiny bits of food.  He leaned against the balcony where the stairs met, looking out over this well-dressed crowd, these genteel members of a high society which had taken him months to properly infiltrate. A fragment of a poem occurred to him then, as he watched and waited for the hour which had been appointed.

Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard

Did he love them, these people he was here to kill? Wilde would further postulate that a coward killed with a kiss, a brave man with a sword. What then to make of the man who lines the walls and floor of his host's extravagant home with C4? The highly explosive gel wanted only the slightest of currents to bring hell to this place that once housed heaven, and he would unleash that current soon enough. In the meantime, he watched. Did he love them?

He had been sent here by men who craved those things which the people below him had. They did not love the crowd, not as individual men and women, but they loved this life that had been denied to them. They loved it with such a fierce and burning passion that in their desire for it they had mistaken the emotion for hate, or rage. They were driven then to exterminate this very thing which they loved so much, and when it was gone, would they mourn it? Would they despair in the knowledge that by their own actions they had only put it forever beyond their reach?

Picture Prompt

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Why is there a man in the DJ booth tied up and in bondage gear?  The Dj's hands don't look right.  She's not a DJ, she's not even a she, I'm pretty sure that that's amanda lepore, who is a she, but didn't used to be.  She's not a DJ though.  The tied up guy might be, but he looks like a bear.  I never really thought of bears as having public personas outside of gay pride parades.  Are there bear bars?  Just bear nights at gay bars?  what about towns with only one gay bar, or a bar that's only gay on tuesday nights.  Is the third wednesday of each month bear night?  does the pta sometimes forget and schedule their meetings for the third wednesday instead of the fourth?  Do they walk in to a bunch of men in leather and aviators?  do some of the members try and stay, stake out a corner and hold the meeting anyway?   What do you do when you realize that the pta president is in leather at the other side of the bar?  Choose not to acknowledge him?  Does he come over and lead the meeting anyway?  What kind of pta business can you get done in a bar anyway?  Bad hot wings don't exactly foster discussions on what the curriculum should be for third grade science?  I suppose they could, talks on the chemical changes in the meat might lead naturally into whether or not third graders are ready for evolution, or if you should just focus on dinosaurs.  I guess in a bar full of bears you've already scared away the fundamentalist member, so at least she won't be arguing for creationism, and a new text book for the third graders that talks about how dinosaur bones were put there by god to test your belief in him and like the earth are only 6000 years old.

There is something to be said for the idea that the earth is only as long as recorded history.  If we couldn't write and communicate, did we really exist?  Were we really the same?  Probably.  Everything was just a lot smaller.  Even the Egyptians didn't know when something happened in europe.  Maybe they did, but not for years, and then as a story third or fourth hand from someone who had traveled two years to get near enough to talk to someone who even knew the existence of these other places.

Why wouldn't you just move the meeting to the coffee shop down the road.  I know the kids who serve coffee there hate it when you ask them to turn the music down, but they sell beers in bottles and the fundamentalist is probably there right now composing a strongly worded letter to the penny saver about how Christians were shut out of the decision making process for third grade science due to a nasty trick by the pta president who accidentally scheduled the meeting in a temporary den of filth.  

You don't touch both turntables at once, it's just not how it's done.  I wonder if they clean the glasses extra on bear night.  All that chest hair and man sweat in the air.  What do the regular bartenders think?  Are they okay with this?  I mean they have to be for their job, but do they like the switch to techno from classic rock?  Does it give them something to talk to their friends about?  Or do they grit their teeth, get stoned, and try and get big tips by wearing tight pants?

You're supposed to wear the headphones too.

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