The Odyssean Machine by Heath Ison
Everything begins with a toothbrush. It is important to practice proper dental hygiene. The young strapping lad knows precious little about life’s many mysteries. However the young strapping lad does know about the importance of good dental care. With each brush he cleans his mouth a little bit more yet he can never clean his sick twisted mind. A fly landing in front of him reminds him of how ultimately pointless life can be. Unlike humans, flies do not perceive themselves in a negative light. Flies like basic social decorum. Flies land wherever they like. Sometimes flies land on piles of dung. Despite not knowing where the fly had been before arriving in front of the character it can be assumed that the place was a vile contemptible place.
The young strapping lad does pushups. Once more this shows that the character cares greatly about how others view him. Man tits are nothing to be ashamed of. Had the young strapping lad simply embraced his man tits perhaps he would have been happier. By removing the man tits he shows how much he wants the rest of the world to care. Does this mean that the young strapping lad is some ‘out of control’ sexpot? Yes it does. With great man tits comes great responsibility. And clearly the young strapping lad wants none of that responsibility, none of it at all.
Pictures are sent to the young strapping lad. These are of highly pornographic nature. Some readers may find such images objectionable. Viewers are advised. Who is also advised is the young strapping lad. Right as she is showing off her body to him he sees her wedding finger. Here he really tries to hit on her pretty hard by buying her food. As he is quite the gentleman he texts her asking if they are going to fuck. Honestly this is a courteous thing to do. When two people really like each other they should send sexy-ass texts to each other. Upon receiving the sexy-ass texts they should be turned on in a distinctly ‘horny’ type manner. These sexy-ass texts, or sexts in the parlance of the time, are an honored tradition in all parts of the world. Things appear to be working out for the young strapping lad.
By the time the young strapping lad goes to work things go very differently. Work is the breadwinner of the asses. Thanks to work millions of otherwise shitty people have a reason to enforce their awful views on everyone. Here too the work ruins the young strapping lad’s life. He gets drugged by invisible hands. The bathroom offers him no comfort. Further and further away the main character goes from life as he enters a crazed new dream realm where people lack faces and emotional definition. This is better known as ‘going corporate’ and people aspire to it every day.