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'##::::'##:::'#####:::'########: VIVA LA REVOLUCION! CERDO DEL CAPITALISTA!!
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##:::: ##:'##:::: ##: ##::::::: THE HELOTS OF ECSTASY PRESS RELEASE #433 !!
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#########: ##:::: ##: ######::: ZIEGO VUANTAR SHALL BE MUCH VICTORIOUS! !!
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##:::: ##:. ##:: ##:: ##::::::: "Le Rocke Hyperstructure" !!
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##:::: ##::. #####::: ########: by -> Isaac !!
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..:::::..::::.....::::........:: 1/15/99 !!
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I am in a roofless temple or a large public forum. Suddenly we
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are being bombed from underneath us, I see the ground in the distance
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explode and shot up in a narrow stream and everyone starts running, so
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I start running.
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This public place is paved with hard stone or rock ends sharply
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at a deep green river about two meters wide. The only way across is a
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bridge made of peach and brown colored stones. Most people seem afraid
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to cross it. I cross it without hesitation. The other side is tiny
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square island which is also paved and contains a taller skinny white
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brick building. A hand full of people are in here standing on a thin
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side walk surrounding it. I see a girl I know as 'liz'. I embrace her
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and start to kiss her. I black out or something and I am transported
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into the future.
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I wake up and every where I look is just walls and doors, like a
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great inescapable super-building and it is full of people. Liz is gone
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and I have a desire to finding her. I ask around as I go from room to
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room. Then I pay one guy some money to let my through a door. It
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leads to a large public area that seems much brighter and cleaner.
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I then walk up these steps and I come to this first room and
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there are these really old women at vanities all covered in make-up.
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They just stared at me as I walked through the room, and I ask them if
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knew where Liz is and of course they didn't say anything. So then I go
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into the next room and it also has some women in it but I forgot what
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they looked liked. Then I open a door that leads to a hall going to my
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left. The light is really dim. I see like this glass tank with a
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womens head in it. It is kind of bloody and has tiny tubes and wires
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running out of the bottom and then it sees me and just starts screaming.
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I run out of there. When I get to the room with the old women their
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looks make it hard to leave the room. Then, I go down the steps I went
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before. I had these writing pens and throw them at this guard person.
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Two of them stick in his body and one in his head. When the one hits
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his head he falls over dead. I keep running down the steps and get to
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the bottom. Someone else gets me and I fall over. I just lay there
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motionless and they restrain my legs with this metal thing. Then, some
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old scientist guy comes out and tells them to let me go, and them tosses
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me this enormous green pale brain in a plastic bag. I take it rub it
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all over my face and admire it.
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Then get up and again start asking people if they know where Liz
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is and one small boy says yes.
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"where is she!?", I say.
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He is silent and everyone looks at him like "what are you doing!".
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Then I feel sorry for him.
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"Nevermind you dont have to tell me. Thank you for speaking up
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though."
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He walks off with some people.
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Then, a person steps out and becomes my friend or guide and
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starts to lead me around. He first takes me to this house where this
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lesbian couple lives, a white skinny women and the other is a very large
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black women and they have four children, two are white and skinny girls
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and the other two are older tall and skinny black girls. The couple's
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faces are very ugly. The tall skinny one is standing up and the fat
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black one is sitting down on a rock ledge of a very large window.
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I am then taken to a room with words scribbed all over it and
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this is the "room of god" and there is one shy silent girl who lives
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there. She is wearing a very old dirty blue dress. I quietly try to
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say something and she is says "what?", and then I quietly whisper "C'EST
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LA VIE?" and she becomes wide eyed and covers her mouth in shock.
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!!========================================================================!!
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!! (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #433, WRITTEN BY: ISAAC - 1/15/99 !!
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