Clockwork Yellow 5

Lestat took Dolores into his arms and wrapped her with the dream of a thousand colors. They sped off into deep space. Their bodies slowly broke apart until they were non-material souls. They were speeding through the space-time continuum at an incredible speed. Their souls broke apart and disintegrated. Then there were only the superegos, ids, and egos of the two parties. Soon even these entities disintegrated as they unravelled the strings on the edge of the universe.

Oh my God, Lestat. It's so beautiful. Is that a blue sun? At the other side of the universe is another universe.

This is the home of the Goddess, my teacher.

You had a teacher?

Yes.

Come, do not be afraid. The Goddess wore a mask.

What a beautiful home you have. Dolores curtsied.

You need not be so medieval.

Lestat, it's been a long while.

I've been trying to do good by fighting evil.

And what is evil, Lestat? Isn't it all a matter of perspective?

What do you mean?

Evil is disobedience?

Of what?

Of Logos, of the Word, of the Order in the Cosmos?

Is that what evil is? I thought evil was the active springing of our life impulses.

That is chaos. Let me ask you another question, why is a female prophet called a medium?

And a male medium is called a prophet.

It's all a matter of words, semantics. That's all. There's no right or wrong in this world but thinking makes it so.

Then why am I alive then?

To glory in the moment. You have experienced everything. What people wouldn't give to be like you? People find you fascinating, Lestat. Glory in your time. What is a moment? This moment in time is our time to enjoy ourselves, our friends, and our loves. Only trust your dear ones and even be careful of your dear ones for they will turn on you.

This is Dolores.

I approve of her. Bella. I am so glad that you killed that animal Charlie Manson. He has defamed my temples and his mouth is a filthy hut of shit!

Bathe, Lestat. Bathe.

Lestat and Dolores were bathing in the pristine waters. There were mermaids who massaged them and washed their bodies with their tears and when they came out, they looked like teenagers.

The skin of Lestat had a goldent tint and his eyes were like drops of ink into eternity, pinpoints of fate. Dolores adored and loved him. Then Dolores saw the mermaids grow teeth the size of a snake's forked tongue and suck the blood of Lestat, on the wrist, on the neck, and on his breast. The breasts of the mermaids blossomed like flowers in season.

Lestat felt calm and cerebral, deep in meditation. He was seeing the future.