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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #701
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`888' `888' d8P' `Y8b `888' `8
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888 888 888 888 888 "Secret Coordinate"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Isaac
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 5/9/99
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o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8
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He is on a bus. The sky dimbs and is grey-blue. The universe is
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grey-blue and cold. He sits next to something on a seat facing the oppisit
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way the bus is going. The something is she. She is covered by a grey old
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blanket. He is covered with a light grey whool coat with a hood. She holds
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a pen and runs it over his coat starting at his hood. It is a gentle
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prodding. This simple action seems very nature as if he already saw it
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happen seconds before it had. He flows with the stream now. Turns his
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attention to her without moving his head. He trys ineptly to embrace her
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and sumbit to her, to show her he is now hers. He loves her.
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As time passes the connect between the two grows stale. He feels as
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if he holds a lifeless thing. She falls away from him. He tells himself
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the only thing that can help this situation is non-action. He lets all
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things flow into place now. He sits as he did before. She holds a pen and
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runs it over his coat starting at his hood. It is a gentle prodding. The
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simple joy he once knew returns. It stops though. She becomes non-action.
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He talks to her now.
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he, "Lie see comma"
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she says much in reply but there is no words
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he, "you"
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she, "do in place, something not to be told"
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She is the machine now. She is the intellectual. She is the
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commander, the master. She is soft and below in a dark place. A dark place
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that is very noble. He can not understand her words. He trys very hard.
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he, "repeat"
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she, "do in place, something not to be told"
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he thinks he understands now
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he, "I love you!"
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she, "bleh"
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She tells him he must go a certian coordinate and shows him her
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electronic interface. It is attached to her. He seems to know what he must
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do. He presses some arrow buttons. A trailing thought is that all is lost
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because he does not keep up with her orders or does not hear her.
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he thinks, "my love tests me to the extreme, perhaps she is old and
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tired and wishes for me to fail and thus die so that she herself may rest.
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She sees what I do not. She sees that something is wrong and must not live
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on. I want to die with her."
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #701 - WRITTEN BY: ISAAC - 7/1/99 ]
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