I was taken in a dream in the night season ...and found my self in a bar ...as is a typical american bar ...(drinking place) ...yet it had no roof ...and all the goings on could be plainly seen from above ...and there were all manner of diverse drinks there ...and any could have any drink they might think of ...and have it ...yet whatsoever they drank or whosoever drank of it ...the effect was the same ...drunkinness ...(inwardly drunk)
And there were all manner of games to play ...and flashing lights and signs beguiling people to draw near, pay money and play ...and play they did ...and the place was full of activity ...and the games kept the children busy and ever was money given to the children to play games ...so that the parents could watch or play the other games that they liked... without being disturbed by the children ...and the children were let loose to play whatsoever game they wanted ...just so they did not disturb the parents or other adults ...for all the adults ...whether playing lessor games or big important games ...waited to see the main game that was about to start in the center of the room ...
And a table was shown to be in the middle of the main room ...and the game was set to play ...and the whole of the place was moved to watch the game ...that was about to be played ...and it was asked if any man would play ...for whosoever won would be honored greatly in the bar ...and some thought about it ...yet none would take up the challenge ...for the challenge was against the beastly mans woman ...
And the beastly man presented a woman ...who would play any man ...and many men thought that they might beat her at the game ...and the crowd pressed closer to see if any man might play against the beast and his woman ...and to see the woman that the beastly man had presented ...
And so a man came forth and said that he might play the game with the woman of the beastly man ...and the beastly man and the woman smiled a beguiling smile ...as if knowing there was no way that any man could beat the beastly mans' woman at the game ...
And so the game was about to begin ...and the man started the game and had some success as he began to play ...yet the beastly man and his woman ...just smiled ...and waited for a time and a place where the man would make a mistake ...and when he did they knew they would win ...as it was certain ...and the man did make an small error ...and now it was time for the beastly mans woman to play ...and Behold the beastly man gave his woman a devise ...and it was given to her that she would win ...and the devise was so cunning that no one... not one ...could win against her ...or even hope to win against her ...
And an argument rose up between the man who was playing and the beastly man (who promoted the woman) ...and there were sore words between them ...and the beastly man said ...that he made the rules ...and everyone would follow the rules he made up ...and a book ...the book was shown ...and all payed tribute to the book and honored the words that the beastly man written in it ...how the game would be played ...who would win ..who would lose ...who became rich and who became poor ..who would have honor and who would be as dog dung ...and it was the defended way ...and was approved by all and the authorized version of the rules...
And the rule was that the woman could use whatsoever devise she needed to win ...
Now hearing this the man who was trying to play the game ...became angry ...and spoke sore things against the rules and against the way things were and the wildness of the children and the drunkiness of the bar ...and the rule of the woman ...and he looked hard on the beastly man ...and vengeance rose up in him against the goings on of the whole bar ...and against the beastly man who made the rules ....and he smote the beastly man ... and destroyed the rule book ...and so hard was the smiting of the beastly man ...that the air came out of him ...and he was seen no more ...neither was the rule book ...
And the man who destroyed the rule book ...and smote the beastly man ...went into a room where he might urinate ...yet he found no provision for a man to use ...for there where men might go to relieve themselves ...was a shrine to the woman ...and to her honor ...
Nevertheless the man ... who had destroyed the rule book ...and smote the beastly man ...did have some relief ...for he pissed on the shrine of the woman ...and on the walls of the bar that had become the nation ...
And I went out and saw the grievious sores on my poor dogs ears ...where the wicked black flys had been biting his ears ...because he could not escape them ...and I did help him and put worthy salve on his ears ...and covered him with a mist so that no more flies would bite at his ears ...neither come anywhere near him ...
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