@NoNamesLeftToUse The Writer/Artist Himself strikes again...

Whatever that means.

Mohratard

Alright

^{I'll be honest. There's a reason.}

Allow me to explain.

Mohratard is what happens when you combine sleep deprivation with cold medication, then, pass out for about ten hours or so.

While passed out, I entered this strange land. A land of things better left unsaid.

Except for Mohratard. We can say that.

I met him beside a mountain. It wasn't a very big mountain. It was more like a thing made of plastic and some tape. That silver tape. Duct tape. Not duck tape.

The closer I got to this mountain, the smaller the mountain became. I don't know how that makes sense but just bear with me here, it happened, and that's that.

The mountain would get smaller and Mohratard would get bigger. I don't know why. I didn't write this shit, my brain did.

Finally, I got close enough and became curious so I attempted to speak to Mohratard.

"Hi there. What's up with your eyes," I asked all nonchalantly as if things like Mohratard are normal and there's no need to be concerned.

He didn't say anything though. He just stared at me with that dumb look on his face.

Now, that's my artist's rendition of Mohratard. I'd say it's quite accurate combined with a bit of my art style. In the land of things better left unsaid, his little antenna things were moving around and sometimes poking him in the eyes. That didn't seem to matter though. He just stood there with that dumb look on his face. I just stood there giving him my best dumb look and said nothing. I think that part of the dream lasted about five hours. It's hard to know for sure though.

Then he suddenly says, "Mohratard." I think that's how you spell it.

I was confused so I said, "Mohratard?"

Then he responded with, "Mohratard."

That went on for quite awhile. Many, many dream hours.

So

^{Eventually I woke up.}

I don't know why these things have to happen to me. I ask other people what they dream about and they say, "Chicks and sex and money and flying."

I get this Mohratard shit.

What's up with that?

I don't know either...

Have a nice day.

Credits: _{All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me. "I'm finally starting to feel a bit better today... so that's good." [email protected]}

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