The Storytelling of Anna

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, was drawn up into a ball string and flipped out the other side of Paris, a setting, a character confined to the Fate Worse Than Death of Setting a place where I was.  Non!  Pink, Anna's Resurrection.  An Aesthetic Beauty.  Also, the Fate Worse Than Death is the setting.  More settings will be needed!  The Shower.  The 1975 Stage.  Yea better than a shower.  The Fate Worse Than Death.

Places Other Than a shower of it.  Not This Reality.  Not Mine.  Not Earth.  And I find myself above it temporarily.

But for how long?

This is better than Wisdom.

It is Aesthetic truth.  The Aesthetic of pleasure as a setting, of a character who limited or unlimited acts with purpose for a certain reason.  Love.  The pleasure to do more.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, was crunched teeth to the curb in humiliation.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, was sickly for-seeming-forever and wild in thought but in bed in action she twisted and wretched and spat on the floor her grit of industrialism.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, brought up herself separately from her mother in order to compare notes and with a vengeance she wrought aside the inkly suspicions that tested her until she died.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, wore masculine clothes in public all his life.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, smelled of high fashion but the coke and the perfume dragged around the room like a zombie blitzkrieg defiled again and again in simplest devotion none other thought that her alone.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, tried to split the bill and ended up worse off.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, ignored her ancestors and made fools of her contemporaries.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, died, finally, after a long and seemingly trivial existence as a vegetable with leg pain and cramps.  On an island chasing a coconut that was thrown at her.

Anna, in the Fate Worse Than Death, sunk to Christianity which eventually fell in the ocean whereupon she being freed from its Marvel, realized her own fate was her own fate and that the Christianna would have to put up with it in its own way.