honea byrne

“Do you make up your own reality? A fantasy world as your shield because you are scared of the real world with its taxes, jobs, and I’m pretty sure you can fill in the blanks with what ever else scares you. Or are you so dissatisfied that you create your own and make it real? Oh I’ve heard the hack clicheic excuses before that are universally accepted, ‘ Normal is just a setting on a washing machine.’ ‘No one is normal.’ ‘The Illuminati controls reality.’ ‘What you think is real really isn’t real at all.’” No privacy, every activity is monitored. They would go so far as to have dinner parties where they would pretend the footage was some kind of TV sitcom. For their entertainment this evening Anne Simpson was the host at this lavish home literally in the middle of no where. It has five roads leading to it. Five paths that are occultist, conveniently shaped like a pentagram. Dr. ___________ aka ‘Lil’ Nick’ said it was part of work. “WE ARE IN THE EYE OF THE GODS. I am th

 I dare you to take a journey to find your inner self. It will have you questioning everything you know about yourself and your reality. Come inside Whitmore’s ward 4C, it is just one level from being locked away for life with the criminally insane. This is where an experiment is being conducted to cure the Mentally Ill. As the plot unfolds, you will come to question who truly gains from their rehabilitation.

                                                             II             The news was on all channels, keeping the hysteria alive with, and uh this time “THE REVOLUTION WAS TELEVISED,” reporters interviewing Military Service Members, civilians, and redundantly were interviewing each other. Just had a few minutes of free time to be away from picking up the dead out of The Pentagon and I can’t even escape the brooding by watching a cartoon. It was mid September 2001. One of my peers, Pickering, described it best when he said, “How am I supposed to feel there’s A hole in the brain of the military?”             Yesterday, WONDER WOMAN from the 1970’s (Linda Carter) walked up to us (Operation Noble Eagle). Told us how much she appreciated us. She had tears in her eyes. The lieutenants were star struck.               September 11, 2001: 54 Quarter Master “Mortuary Affairs” Company sent their first team that same afternoon to assist the Federal Bureau of In

Excerpt: The Show Down At Midnight Mississippi A few seconds later pro-wrestler Big Bad John is in the center off the ring. The sound of Redd’s jam is interrupted for two seconds as the words “BIG BAD JOHN”-sampled from the country song is heard over the loud speaker. John delivers a blow to both of their mid sections, then gets on the top turnbuckle, balances himself and springs off with a double shoulder block to both Fist and Pat. The crowd goes wild.             BBJ (Big Bad John’s) celebrative act of getting on the second ropes and posing to the crowd was short lived. Pat got him from his back side in a bear hug, while balancing himself on the second ropes, lifts BBJ up and they both fall onto the mat. BBJ’s back of his head hit first. Fist just stood above them. Pat went for the one two three pin win but there was no referee to count. The crowd boos in disapproval with a loudness that drowns out Redd’s finish to “Boyz in the Woodz.” Redd didn’t get to finish his skit of ex

News reporter:                                                                                                 “Take a look at this eye of Hurricane Katrina. If I were an artist I couldn’t draw this any prettier.” A weatherman is very excited and it reminds me of a barracuda on a blood trail. He’s trying hard not to smile or be amused off of the misery of others. But hell, he can’t help but shine and why not revel in his own moment; a moment when weather forecasters are actually taken seriously. I see him also interviewing his peers who get to have all of the fun, right? They can stay and play in the rain while towns’ folk are legally ordered to evacuate. And the highways and interstates are filled up with cars moving at a snails pace, overheating and breaking down. These roads resemble a clogged up blood vein; industrialized city shock induced heart attack.   Excerpt: The Origin of The Pro-Wrastler Big Bad John             Big Bad John, not to be mistaken for the psychot

The Setting and Mood: News reporter                                               “Take a look at this eye of Hurricane Katrina. If I were an artist I couldn’t draw this any prettier.” A weatherman is very excited and it reminds me of a barracuda on a blood trail. He’s trying hard not to smile or be amused off of the misery of others. But hell, he can’t help but shine and why not revel in his own moment; a moment when weather forecasters are actually taken seriously. I see him also interviewing his peers who get to have all of the fun, right? They can stay and play in the rain while towns’ folk are legally ordered to evacuate. And the highways and interstates are filled up with cars moving at a snails pace, overheating and breaking down. These roads resemble a clogged up blood vein; industrialized city shock induced heart attack. Excerpt: Brother Redd in a nasty bar   John gets in just fine. Not me, I’m stopped by a six feet beer belly over his pants, stained tanned off white