Grettel's Night Owl

In this story, the elevator closes shut. Grettel hits the button, but is taken back where she started. The single story facility rejects all other stories, deeming them too hierarchical. Grettel then leaves, convinced she has stepped out of her legs. Immediately, however, a logician nearby objects, yet is incapable of voicing this as a feral cat. Grettel escapes language and floats out into a sea of chaos. Hoot! Hounds swim after Grettel till the three play dead. The next mourning, Grettel follows the funeral disguised as herself.  

 

To this, the judge issues out a death sentence. The Reaper gets the death penalty. Hoot! Astounded, Grettel throws her hands up, but is unable to catch them with mere stubs. After a large scene cut, the hands become vultures. The vultures fly into their own wings, rediscovering nonduality. There, one gate flings open, granting entry. The next passage, another flings open. The Gateless Gate flings open on the condition of being shut. Grettel fishes from a tortoise whom lacks any tortoise-like features. The tortoise says he forgot how to open his mouth.  

 

The sun descends to bed, burning all the leaping sheep, except for the ones dreaming of leaping men. By the time the shepherd discovers this, he is edited away. Grettel then wakes up the rooster. In the sky, she spots the bladders of the gods. These clouds sculpt a hot air balloon with a trickster inside named Truth. Truth goes to lie down, speaking these very words. Instead of sheep, Grettel counts her fingers hoping to get eleven. Hoot! She may have driven herself mad if not for the flat tires. Grettel then goes flat. Truth folds her into a box with no inside.

 

Then there is change. Grettel's pockets eject single-sided coins. At ground level, she stands upon an ice-slick pedestal and slips into the sky. A paper mache trophy discovers Grettel's arms, and disbands dozens of cheering spiders. Grettel runs from her spine and finds solace in her rear-view mirror—but for a laugh. Hoot! The axis of her mouse wheel is made of bunga hunga. She travels along where east meets west and ends meet means. She carries a blank map scroll to the fireplace. The smoke laughs in her face, so she laughs back.

 

Grettel hears her deafness, plays peek-a-boo with herself, and conspires against her own footprints. Clouds rain umbrellas. Winds blow the sky away like a blindfold vanishing once worn. A gentle wrecking ball swings past Grettel as she forecloses on her coffin. Hoot! She bids on quitting gambling and wins a trip to the floor. After tumbling for seventeen seconds, she misses the bus. A skateboard offers her a ride, yet stays in place due to having no wheels. Truth gets wind of this and throws a fit of lighting bolts, knocking Grettel unconscientious.  

 

In the emergency room, indifference surges through Grettel's veins until she becomes indifferent to indifference. At this point, the nurse administers antivenom, despite Grettel's immunity to biting her own tail. Grettel then dramatizes an out of body experience and meets God whom pokes her with a pitchfork that deflates her self-image. Discharged now, Grettel learns her lesson of not ironing trousers before midnight. The night owl watches over in boredom. Grettel goes down in history.

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