"Have you ever seen a Moon this big?" Dizzlar thought to himself as he exhaled a fat cloud of smoke from another one of his favorite lime-green uh'Murican Spirits. He was entranced with the full-moon and locked into another one of his stoney inspired, space cadet, mind wandering adventures. "GOT-DAYMN!! he said snapping out his trance.. "That was some FIRE *** chronic!! When was the last time I even blazed some fire this livewire!?"he said to nobody but himself chuckling under his breath. "I guess it's just me, myself, the stars and the moon, eh?" "what a life, what a life" it was another breezy cool night on the windward side. chilling, laid out on a blue towel covered in sailboats and anchors smack dab in the middle of a sugar sand coast that was located on an island known as paradise all while posted up under an ocean of stars. and the only thing that snagged his attention was the tremendous blood orange transforming to a deep yellow as it rose out of the coastal horizon of the deepy as **** pacific. "I wonder what kinda lonely life you really might live out there all by your lonesome, Moon." "wish you'd share the stories of the earth since your birth. I can only imagine all the magic you must have seen.. if only the moon could talk, oh my, the wonders and wowzers I'm sure it would share." he sighed. "I could only imagine what I truly would trade for that to be my life rightnow" and then. just as suddenly as he had asked was just as sudden as he received his answer, from a calm, beautiful but disembodied voice that spoke to him so clearly he jumped to his feet battle ready in a moment's instant but found himself still alone.. "How about the end of your world as you've known it? would that be a fair trade?" it asked in a half laugh of a question. "Do you enjoy your nightmare's?? Are you ready to understand the loneliness of the moon?"

"WHAT THE ****" Dizzlar thought to himself as his eyes wildly scanned the moonlit beach searching for the woman he somehow already knew wasn't there. "Holy shit. hahaha! I've finally done way too many recreational drugs." since what month of this year does weed make you hear voices and shit man? fucking neveruary guy. that's when!" when he turned back around he noticed that the moon had started to rise up out the horizon fully now and as it did a reflection of the moon had started to appear as though the moon were a single cell organism separating into two identical copies of itself and at that moment it seemed as if two gargantuan sized eyes had come to life in the heavens and then fixated thier gaze directly upon Dizzlar as if the heavenly abyss itself had gained consciousness and at that moment it was peering into his heart and soul.