Chapter 2 - The big betrayal
All of a sudden my father was no longer safe. The plants no longer tea cups. My mother had been disintegrated into a dependent, and now I was about to be initiated into it.
All blankets tossed into the sludge. The days of bathing in the white teeth of afternoon play, was interrupted by a cinema of adult themes and considerations. These feelings morphed and altered the ice-cream, what was to follow was a long journey of confused wires - that crafted the body social politic inside my being, what felt both alienating and uncontrollably pulsating. Childhood rabbit holes where now filled with poly sexual games and questions, no one was safe - no object of nature or man. All a magnet to this mutation that had stolen my parents from me and the world.