2 ene 2013
Spatial disorientation
According to his Seiko quartz wristwatch he was in 1.993, though the alphanumerical mechanism could have suffered some alteration, after the rokket left the outskirts of Moscow, 3 and a half years ago.
3 and a half?
Or 10?
Was Ylya Cechyle in 1.993?
Or he was in 1.999?
Hard to tell, any communication with the base Mateyko was cut 10 months after his departure, due to the fall of the Communism, though he never knew why, they never told him
and he was a son of Communism, the USSR didn't exist anymore though he didn't know it.
For Ylya Cechile's cerebrum of 1.993, or 1.999, the world was the same world that he left in 1.989, and the USSR still existed.
3 and a half [or 10] years flying senselessly on board of a spaceship bolide, from nowhere, to nowhere observing the tits of the galaxies, the milk of the cosmos, observing from the windows of his bolide, his roqkket, observing
senselessly, futile, senselessly.
Cecyle killed time masterbating his genitalia into a machine, the Orgasmatron, oddly devised by a Soviet technician in 1.976, after watching a Woody Allen movie on a German TV (Körting), with a Betamax video cassette recorder, before going nuts and being sent to a manicomio.
But why Ilya Kecyle didn't return to Eearth?!
Because he was already caught in space, into an infernal embolus of the neverending Ad Astra:
caught into spatial disorientation forever, he didn't know in which year he lived, where he came from, or his destination, nothing at all, nothing!
Gjkdhdud778sbhlls_ñpjhjsuuijjjklm__ç: mcncssss ₳ jjpppffffffffJJJJJsssssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyo0o0OLk!!
T-the s-silence of the astruum was morthal, like a slice of bacon
t-the e-eyes of Ylya Zechyle observed with melancholic abandon, through the ovoid window, a brand new planet appearing in the horizon of his eternal flight
a pink planet, conchoid and frothy like a donut of flesh
...which planet is this?
Meh, Ilya Qechile was in 1.000 planets before, all sordid
full of inenarrable vices, with women with two vaginas and three tits.
At the sight of the burning planet coming closer at high speed, Cecile decides to take a nap before landing
he closes his eyes
the burning sphericaloid shape of Salmacis, the planet of the manwomen is in front of his eyelashes, closer
closer
Ilia Kekyle doesn't see
and so, as the astral evening sunset (that doesn't exist) is defeated by his rival, the night
and so, as the astral evening sunset (that doesn't exist) bends his spine toward his kold tomb:
La Noche.
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