© He played guitar so awful that it killed Zombies.
...because this idea of playing my guitar so awfully that it killed zombies is an entertaining idea that has never been used..
Okay, what creates zombies?
Days before I saw this statue I had tarted writing about nature going bad to create zombies. The cause being something like a bird virus with harsh supernatural malevolence. It felt like I was on the right track and thought it was good synchronicity What that means, when I saw this statue. Therefore, I kept writing and added some of my trip to Machu Pichu to my new work. There is more to this that I will share with you later.
I have also been exploring ways in which zombies can be archetyped with drug addicts. Thus far in my fictional tale I have come up with a drug that that has similarities of krokodil link here for krokodil zombies and bathsalt. You may remember the bathsalt zombie case from years ago link here This fictitious drug also has Scopolamine (Devil's Breath). link here and (tetrodotoxin) from puffer fish. Tetrodotoxin is a drug that puts the body in such a paralyzing state that people look like they are dead when they are still alive.. -I had to do something because the idea of some one playing guitar so awful that it killed Zombies seemed like an entertaining idea.
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Told myself when I lost Charles link I'd take a while off to do autobiographical blogs because so much of Going Educational I, as well as all my e-books had been greatly influenced by him. When I was done with this blogs I would type up and release book II of Going Educational. With all this gun violence going on I feel it's socially relevant. It is emotionally challenging for me to go back. I know I have to "face this now rather than later."
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They kept him drinking coffee to keep him awake long enough that he killed all the zombies.
Okay, what creates zombies?
Days before I saw this statue I had tarted writing about nature going bad to create zombies. The cause being something like a bird virus with harsh supernatural malevolence. It felt like I was on the right track and thought it was good synchronicity What that means, when I saw this statue. Therefore, I kept writing and added some of my trip to Machu Pichu to my new work. There is more to this that I will share with you later.
I have also been exploring ways in which zombies can be archetyped with drug addicts. Thus far in my fictional tale I have come up with a drug that that has similarities of krokodil link here for krokodil zombies and bathsalt. You may remember the bathsalt zombie case from years ago link here This fictitious drug also has Scopolamine (Devil's Breath). link here and (tetrodotoxin) from puffer fish. Tetrodotoxin is a drug that puts the body in such a paralyzing state that people look like they are dead when they are still alive.. -I had to do something because the idea of some one playing guitar so awful that it killed Zombies seemed like an entertaining idea.
Fictional excerpt is below line
Told myself when I lost Charles link I'd take a while off to do autobiographical blogs because so much of Going Educational I, as well as all my e-books had been greatly influenced by him. When I was done with this blogs I would type up and release book II of Going Educational. With all this gun violence going on I feel it's socially relevant. It is emotionally challenging for me to go back. I know I have to "face this now rather than later."
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© 2015
Come on dude. Why you gonna give me your monkey business?"
"There's too many real, uh I mean..." I gave him the evil eye.
"I'll let you up there soon." He knew I'd wait. Picked up my acoustic guitar, that I got on the side of the street of a destroyed house-courtesy of Hurricane Katrina, I went outside to practice. I use my Krammer electric guitar to play on stage.
Went inside the club. From my peripheral vision I saw more pasted white skin, rags for clothes wearing figures. I ignored them. All sorts of music memorabilia are on the walls; including guitars hanging from the walls. The stage took up a quarter of the space. In front is the dance floor. To the side are the patrons in tables and chairs. No one was playing on the stage; it was between sets. The host spotted me and rolled his eyes,
"With darkness descending the freaks came out. They come out at night," I mumbled. I was amused how the street lights shined on the people causing them to look like they had pale skin; like zombies. I think I've had too much coffee and am having an acid flashback.
After many minutes of practicing, I go back inside and see more of them. I notice their clothes are very ragged. I ignored them. All sorts of music memorabilia on the walls. Including guitars hung on the walls. The The stage is huge. Takes up a quarter of the floor space. In front of the stage is a big dance floor. To its sides are chairs and tables. The host spotted me.
“You ready?”
“Yea man.”
Took me five minutes to set up. “Okay let’s go."
Took that railroad spike to my strings strummed as I slid to the 12th to 13th to 15th fret. Bent the six string.” I looked at the crowd. They started getting up and walking toward the door. Before the first one could walk out the door
Saw one of the ragged wearing pale beings charge through the door. It bites the doorman on the cheek. Blood rushes down. His jaw bones exposed. Damn, I gotta’ be hallucinating off of the coffee. I close my eyes and turn up the volume on my guitar. I hear screams from the audience. They’re digging me? I open my eyes and
one of the zombies head explodes. More come through the door. I keep playing. Their heads explode. Someone turned off the PA. I ain’t got no sound. The zombies start going on a feeding frenzy of the crowd. “Keep playing! TURN HIM BACK ON!”
Getting drunk at Ground Zero Blues Club wasn’t a problem for Crud Crowder now. The problem was how was he going to protect the patrons from the undead.
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