giant lizards, on rotten ambien improperly disposed, confront their shadow-selves, but only after raiding the garbage cans in telepathic union, right-switching the left garbage can with the right garbage can, both of which have distinguishing symbols on them like the ones down the street which if lined up right say “HYVR” or “HYVE” which makes it sound like their apt. building is a collective organism but with discrete trashes that if not separated exactly right could create a toxed-out or at least highly mutagenic cloud of very specific origin that could turn lizards into giant lizards which would then go about switching the garbage cans around, possibly leading to an waste-authority reactivity root-causing the engenderment of the giant lizards themselves like in that one poster that you can buy at the mall or probably online also made with fumigant agency.
each of the giant lizards believes the other, paired, giant lizard, to be a projection of its consciousness into an atemporal higher-dimensional plane, who can thusly direct and guide the actions of the other. they are teamed like reindeer if the reindeer were santa claus and the reindeer did not believe in santa claus and the santa claus believed the reindeer to be a psychical emanation of its own vital force. this may or may not be true of santa claus and/or reindeer but it is certainly not the case with the giant lizards who are just telepathic giant lizards in psychic enjambment to each other. the left hemisphere of the right lizard controls the right hemisphere of the left lizard and the right hemisphere of the left lizard controls the left hemisphere of the right lizard so it is like they are looking into mirror images of each other, because they are not. they are isotopic variants of the other, like a glove turned inside out. a giant lizard turned inside out would be a giant mess. two giant lizards turned inside out would be an even two giant messes. if an inside-out giant lizard tried to breathe fire it would ignite the entire surface area of its now-external organs, which explains from where the myth of spontaneous combustion comes, on those cold nights when someones ancestors would huddle around the burning hulks of giant inside-out lizards at the center of their ruined cities, central heating’s inevitable evolutionary approach both dimmed by the city’s destruction and enhanced by the vast radiuses of heat which kept emanating at least until the close of the following day but usually much longer.
the toxic cloud of unknowing
the toxic cloud had a name. it was xHYVR or HYVE-x or something like that. the name is not able to be written in human speech or the speech of animals or of plants. it arose from what they had collectively made, without warning to the others but in a compression of rot. the toxic cloud did not have a tongue or a larynx to say its name, which may have been something of a blessing to those living in and around the toxic cloud’s somewhat variable location. it was kind of like a lung, though, in that it swelled and billowed in the wind, transforming the wind into something more like itself, more of whatever color the toxic cloud was when it was visible which was not always and possessing more of the properties of what the toxic cloud was, which was indeterminant and not clear. the cloud could not be entered, and suggested opacity without being either transparent or opaque. sometimes the toxic cloud would condense itself into a more family friendly size and ruminate low unto the earth. it was heavier than air and only its vast surface area and diffusion kept it as a plume or a lungish-shaped trail of forms in the sky. lonely as it was, the toxic cloud drifted upon other clouds, subsuming them hole and subtly changing their forms, thus a dragon would become a honeybee, a honeybee a dragonfly, a dragonfly a fountain pen, a fountain pen a concorde, a concorde a fox. lower to the ground it was a foggish assemblies. lower to the ground the toxic cloud would assume a terrain above the immediate terrain of the earth, it would fill what was holed, excavate what was raised, funnel what was collected. the toxic cloud became a giant sluice unto the land, a gouge and a supplicant. in this way, the toxic cloud did make the land more like itself, but not in a way which could be described as additive, not exactly. the toxic cloud opened the land unto itself, it cut and it snipped and it pasted. it did not sever. it pulled flaps over and under and around. the land would still recognize itself if it looked in a mirror. rules were followed. the lakes and the rivers and the seas were eaten wholly by the toxic cloud and whereupon they were disgorged by the toxic cloud through its pores and through more immediate expulsion. they did not land where they were but in the footprints of the other bodies of water eaten by the toxic cloud. each was moved widdershins one each, thus, a sea became a lake, a lake became a river, a river became a sea. some were too full and overran, some were insufficient and lay like the portion of a beverage in a glass that will never be finished, only abandoned, some ran in place, but altered the valleys and the coastlines with alien compositions. the toxic cloud had neither eyes and could not gaze upon its works, so there is no record of what may have occurred. at some point, the toxic cloud dispersed on its own, or congealed into a new island, or is still where it was, still acting as it had, even now all events after may be deemed fallout and fallout is what we call historicity. amen.