An Abridged History (Part 2)

The plagues of Egypt are real. He was the eighth; this much we know. However, he did not spare the Israelite’s crops. He ate everything. He ate the thatch off of rooftops, the hair from corpses, horse’s tails. His hunger was insatiable, and so they immigrated like grifters. Locust’s mother was a quiet woman, solemn. Locust’s father is unknown, (fingers have been pointed to Moses, others to Aaron.) He met Moth for the first time on his sixth birthday, on an island, which has since sunk. Chemically drawn together the two shared a preternatural fascination with pragmatics, with answers to questions. Locust turned to science. He is responsible for the discovery of Cobalt. His hair grayed and reblackened every seventeen years, when the batteries on the world were pulled out and then pushed back in. He is often attributed to be Houdini; this may be true. Many believe him to be Carlos the Jackal, this is undoubtedly false. His appetite incessant and ever developing, Locust could not taste, so food was a socialist endeavor mechanically equal in worth. The appeal he said, was in the texture. He fell in love with Nietzsche and then The Manhattan Project. He had a fish eye way of looking at things. His voice could boil water. For five years he hid out under the name Eliphas Levi, laying in wait.

An Abridged History (Part 3)

No one is sure of much of anything, but parents are nowhere to be found. Struck by several references within the Old Testament; none of them are Genesis. She is often depicted as Delilah, most famous of the temptresses; this is false, money never moved her in that respect and Marmalade was always a fan of the Nazarites. She is however definitively Circe, Odysseus has vouched. The idea that she may also be Isis is a captivating one, but it is unfounded at this point. The Romans called her Melimelum the Greeks µελίµηλον. Other accounts say that she was born at the age of 15 and on the wall behind her bed she had a poster of the countess Elizabeth Bathory. She was bathing in blood (like always) but the blood was hot pink because it was a black light poster. After reading Marquez she immediately ran away in search of the tutorship of Melquiades. Unable to find him she settled to study under the author himself. She took up Hermetic Qabalah, then turned to Thelema, test-driving belief systems the way young girls do. She leased habits as well: bow hunting, opium, dominoes, but her heart searched for something more subversive, “petty crime has become so gentrified.” She killed that charlatan Nicolas Flamel and ran away with the Philosophers Stone. The desire to complete the Magnum Opus lies within us all. She met Locust; he was working under the name Eliphas Levi. She was buying gasoline; he was buying orange juice concentrate. Who had the matches?