NATURAL BUSH

      "Interior decorating can be accented with tropical plants. A lush space with
    tall and stout broad leafed plants will liven up any corner."

  Gale put down her copy of Interior Design, "My ass is so big." A mirrored wall
  welcomed guests into her den. She stood undressed in front of the mirror,
  "These plants are beautiful." Her soft hand ran over her smooth mound.
  She could feel a breeze on the back of her legs.

    "That's strange. Maybe, I left the balcony open." Gale tiptoed to the balcony.
    It was locked. A breeze blew across her rump. She spun about.
    "Could the front door be open?" She found it locked. "This is silly." Gale stretched.
    And lying accross the coffee table; admired her voluptuous figure.

    There was a rush of rustling leaves and a cool breeze ran up her. "That's real." she
    said in a worried voice. Sitting up on the coffee table; Gale searched the room with
    her eyes. A chill filled her as she looked into the mirror.
    "Oh God!" she was atop a temple on an altar. A chanting rose up:

    "Abundance seeketh union with emptiness.
    It is a monster knotted in a frenzy.
    With the brightest day comes the darkest night of madness."

    "What the hell is happening?!" Gale tried to rise off her coffee table, but she was
    bound flat by invisible cords. "I love Jesus! Help me Jesus!" she screamed with
    tears. A vine entered her mound and moved inside her. Gale screamed louder.

    "To worship in fear is death.
    To resist is not redemption.
    To love is to surender everything."

    A bright yellow flower bloomed between the ruby lips of her mound. Gale looked
    about for the source of these words. There was no one. Only the rustling of leaves.
    "Jesus! It's the plants!" she surmised. She thought about where these tropical plants
    had grown, "Why were they so cheap at that Expo?"

    "All life is grown.
      In the Tree of Life is Good and Evil.
      God is the unity of all things."

    "Oh-my-God." Gale realized the chanting was coming from her. Her tropical plants
    were speaking through her. The flower rose higher from her mound and turned to
    face her. "I'm dreaming. It's going to go away." she whimpered. "My ass!" Gale's
    ass was pushing out acorns.

    A large tree grew between her legs with blood red pears. A stream of milk came
    forth from her nipples. "Aaaaaaahm, spinning .. Stars?" she felt a heat in her and
    a night sky appeared. I great flame rose from her mouth and shot up into the
    heavens. "Can I go now?" she begged.

    "God of light sucketh into the night.
      Lord of toads and frogs.
      Fill the dead with moonlight."

    Gale was planted. She was the seed of all things to come.
    Woe unto you, who cannot see past river of the dead.
    God will not be forgotten.


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