After taking 2 Xanax I woke up today after a 12 hours power-nap. I do take Xanax when I am fed up of waking up every hour. Xanax allows me to enjoy the luxury of sleeping as long as I want on a weekend night, just like the average person. You propably imagine how I sleep without it, but that is not the point. Besides getting the rest I need i also had the oppurtunity to meet Herr Nilson. One of the three turtles my brother and me owned as our first pets. I was just about to come back from another dream when I woke up. I moved my matress to find a trap door opened it and walked down. I saw him on a beautiful meadow surrounded by mountains. I fist was horribly ashamed cuz I am somehow responsible for his death, but as soon as I saw him as he rekongnized me I knew I did not have to, he looked so warm and peaceful and it was just clear that it did not matter what was before, that was all earth shit he hugged me and light was spreading out of the hugging mashed-up something, the two of us were consisting of. BY that time, I was already in love with him, wishing I was some cute little turtle girl with a shiny carapace . So we sat down next to a lake with babyblue water and started our conversation, the first thing he told me was that his name wasn`t Herr Nilson anymore, not because he did not like it but its a thing in pet heaven that you get yourself a new name as a sign of freedom. I felt really bad when I heard that as it reminded me how much of a cruelty to pet it is to be held in cages, but he said, as much as he suffered, the afterlife would make up for everything.He then told me his name was Alessio now. Why Alessio?I asked "I fell in love with Italy..." " You went to Italy as a dead turtle??? How is that possible?" "Oh that was like a campaign if you died before 1997 then you could amongst other thing choose a 2 weeks trip to any desired country. I only knew Brasil where your aunt smuggled me into the plain and then Germany where I began slavery. So in fact I haven`t heard much about other countries , but I remember the comic "the turtles" liing around in your brothers room. The comic fascinated me as there were also turtles, but yet their life was so different than Chucha Mondi and mine, they were italian and they were superheros and walking on two legs, so I found them pretty interesting and decided for italy and it was wonderful." While he was telling me his story I suddenly noticed a lettering on his right arm . "Chucha". i grabbed his arm and pointed to the tatoo."Jesus, you really were in love with Chucha?? cuz I always wondered why she never got pregnant from either you or Mondi, when there was just the three of you and nothing else to do..." " Oh It was only in the afterlife that we started dating, but of course I always loved her, just like Mondi, but you know back in slavery or life or however you might call it Mondi and I made a pact, noone would touch her, because you know, there were only the three of us and we had to stick together, we could not really afford to leave somebody out or get into a game of jealousy." I thought about how much of a fascinating character Herr Nilson or Alessio had been and I felt lousy that I didn`t try to communicate more with them when I was a child, he would have been such a good influence on my lousy sinner character. " So you two are like together now, married or whatever commitments you do have here in the afterlife?" " We see each other from now and then smile et each other, light drifts out of us and we part in different directions to fulfill our tasks,.." "what the f...?" as soon as pronounced the f-word I was violently thrown through the trap door and found myself in my dark cold room. Jesus they could have just buzzed over the word or something instead of throwing me out so violently and why did they let me in a sinner like me anyway?? I lay down again and started thinking if this hugging and light coming out of oneself-sort of thing was the heaven-equivalent to sex on earth, which would then again mean I have had sex with a giant tattoed turtle which according to earthern standards would count among zoophilia and thus paraphilia. After waking up tomorrow I should definitely take a bath....
(soon to be continued after waking up...)
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