This is the story of Babs and Louie. In the beginning God made Babs and God made Louie. Long before the earth He created them. One for the other. Everywhere Babs went Louie went and everywhere Louie went Babs went. They were one and they were love.
But I descend into my prayers. Oh god my father take my life. Make me one with the void again my only true reality. For in the void I know its intentions are in pure form. No other like eternal separation from all those we adore. Blessed are the dead and vacant Blessed are the vapors. No executioner, no jail, no pain compares to the rapid fire in the gray matter. 4 and 3. I am cursed with the power of oracles. Oh god why bring me such images. Vivid in nature vivid in truth. Why curse me with this prophecy?
Lucy the great transgressor. Lucy the great adversary. Lucy the Loving accuser.
Babs always wanted more. Louie just wanted to protect Babs. From herself from Lucy.
