europa a city at the edge of time, a city at the edge of space, a city that is nexus to the multiverse, you see the strange multidimensional shifts, the ever changing morph, there's change within change, when you think you define something it's gone, like smoke only shifting to something else, here the roads have curvature, here the sky is momentarily blue for you, your slipping away, you're lost, you a bit saddened by your history but as it is being rewritten, your future calls. you like the sound of her voice.
wandering the train wreck of history does you no favours, it's a veil you tell yourself, a veil.
your out there, sun has long gone down, you're looking for a paddle pop, but there are no shops that sell such things, you find only bars, clubs and cafes, restaurants and theatres, your suddenly looking through a shop front filled with magic tricks, rabbits pulled out of hats, rope tricks, there's coin tricks and tricks to make you invisible. this perks your interest, but in europa you are invisible, in europa you are totally invisible. suddenly a door opens, you step forwards, into the dark city vortex, it sucks you up like a budgie in a vacuum cleaner, you fall through the night, find yourself in a new universe, one where a woman lays on a hotel bed, she's looking softer than you remembered, she's gentle and kinder, all that bullshit drama long gone, what happened here?
shift: it's a crime scene, death or murder? you can't tell only in this universe time flows backwards. the murderer is a redeemer, a killer who brings life, she's sleeping, smiling in her dreams. you watch her for a little bit sitting at the edge of her bed, the tv plays an old cowboy movie, the volume is low.
a police man comes from the bathroom, he's followed by a forensic team who are cleaning up, covering up fingerprints and removing the dust and placing strands of hair back where they should be.
'thank you very much, your a hero.' he hands you a card, it's pink with the words, 'treasure chest' printed across the back.
'am i?'
'she's alive.'
they exit the room, just as she starts to wake up, you want to be the first thing she sees but suddenly europas physicality shifts you into another aspect of the multiverse. you find yourself in a car with a beautiful girl, you're listening to music, james brown, driving along the back streets of europa, she looks content, you feel content, when suddenly sirens overwhelm you.
you pull over, your processing guilt, did you jump the lights, is your safety belt on, are you under the influence of some weird drug daryl slipped you in the tea, the highway cop walks towards you. your lady friend smiles at him, she bats her eyelids a bit, but he's not that interested, he's talking to you about how he wants to be a drummer, how he wants to play funk in a band. he gives you a ticket but it's not a ticket, it's a 'get out of jail' pass, you give it to your friend, she smiles and looks coy.
then you slip back to the magic shop doorways, another europa shift, back to the place you started.
you wander back, retracing your steps, you slip the cards in your wallet, you feel sleepy, suddenly in the distance you see the 7 -11 shop, that awful white light spills over into your mind, like a dangerous offering to a dangerous god, you fish around for change, you step in, luckily you have sunglasses to assist your eyes.
you stare at the glass, slide it open while a cold wave resonates its chill factor, you pull out a paddle pop, you hand over the cash and are about to walk out.
'take the red one' the man behind the counter says. he smiles and nods his head. i take the red one and walk out, i peel it open and the ticket falls to the floor, landing upright, 'you have won' it says.
i pick it up and put it with the others, europa shifts again, i'm on a wide road, still at night, standing in front of a lingerie shop, looking at the manikins, wondering if they are female shouldn't they be womanikins?
everything happens here, europa, the multiverse is all connected in one magnificent city, illusions meet truth, the perfect place to write, the perfect place to fall in love, the perfect place to start a band, the perfect place to walk along looking for a coffee shop or resturant.