wereworld.

did you guys see it?
yeah!!
the furious and ferocious full mutha-'ucking moon.
it is right up there,
all shiny and sh!t.
shooting some serious rabid and ravenous raybeams
into the wilds and the woods of the world.
the woodsly goodness i dwell on my problems in is no exception-
and the dwelling i call home is soaking up the wolflight from the
lunar lycanthropic moon mysanthropy magnets,
so the isotopes of archetype can activate and attack
with anthropomorphic manual and mandible manipulation.
that's hands and teeth, tooth and nail, claw and fang, all at once.
mmmhmmm.
that's what the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is for, i guess.
i mean,
besides keeping all my stuff out of the elements,
and being the headquarters of the activation society,
and the vegan expert Test Kitchen.
y'know?
i'm sayin'-
the other other thing this epic edifice is designed to do
has to correlate and align in sync with the waxed moon
and it's nighttime nightline nightmare magic business.
y'feel me?
no?
okay,
it's like this:
the metal roof is attuned to the frequencies radiated by the moon.
i think that's a thing, probably.
like a negative-effect solar panel for moonbeams.
for super-soaking all the blue and silver out of the sky,
and concentrating it directly from outer space to my personal space.
huh?
NO, that's not science.
c'mon.
what are you?
an A*-hole?
it's better than science-
it's werewolf sh!t.
alright, alright....fine.
that's almost certainly NOT a real thing.
but,
it would be waaaay more expert if it at least could be,
because it should be.
and anyway, if i had the technological know-how?
yep.
it totally would be.
cyclical circles of lunatic lumens stored for later?
that's a good idea.
in the intervening times between science and science fiction,
the moon sure does look good.
a great big ol' cheese-eye,
staring down at the hungry little animals running rampant in the brightened dark.
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i dunno, neighbors.
maybe i just like full moons;
never quiet, never soft.....