"You sound like the wanna be voice wanna Zeus, screaming as a repressed Zealous female!!!" Shouted at the Gates of Olympus after one of the Godly Guest from Egypt assaulted me from the other side before the entrance. "Come and Face me, name me. I'm not afraid of the Oaths broad on my name!!!" Said too aloud pointing with my finger to the cat. Charon was getting angrier than aroused, yet unusually it's not his cord really but when he hates, he does hate parties and open air, specially when he could be picking his charon coins right now.

 

  The entrance of the place is quite airy and well ventilated, not as condense and tighten as in Hades, well, Tartarus and it's near lands, hum.... what do I see in here, "Yes, Hermes? Hera said? Yes, yes I will behave above, not as bellow" As my best buddies heard of him, the two water Nymphs from the marshal of Memory and Forgetfulness followed his feather steps onto the Kings. "The Hit if the ferry male for being not welcome at first was outrageous, oh. Never have I time to educate him, since the Great Red Dragon brakes all the Chariots and possible vessels before the staircase to Heaven at the base of the river's Purgatory, this way up to the Mount shall treated him with serious economy. 

 

  "My Tax man. New regulations from your currency, hum expectable but wait, this holiday is going to get costly, just watch the arrows from the clock, hum. They are not Apollos nor Eros" The Egyptian God of Death, the headed Dog stood observing transportations, but not being able to set him free as Cerberus he maintained the Guardian for higher security. "This is not as the relationship with your parents Charon, without the tendency or threats that we bring from Hell the urbane managers would have stop all the traffic, including us. But the wordily game is escalating, watch the Gods from around The Trilateral Commission. The U.K, U.S. economy, military, oil, energy, union leaders, presidents of Foundations and Media Lobbies...  newspaper journalist, Hollywood and now Netflix. Chairman's of different companies. I will tell you the news whom are hiding from World Government. Sovereignty in general" 

 

  My sons work in this realm, my family and me as internationalist knew the knots and empty spaces, emphasised in seen them soon again, when Charon soothed but he is going to fight me for eternity in the face of the light I know his darkness pretty well, this might be our last trip as a couple away from Hades. 

 

  What can I tell you, that we walked down a level to take it easy, that this ain't sh*tty wiry, that he is perhaps too stressed about it. "The Pandemonium would be easy riding your boat as your forever routine, I know, just let it go, will you?" Walked down the camino of twirling stairs, lowering a level of the volume as for example tried to follow his steps so he would notice I'm not controlling the happenings in this place need his intensity to seal the deal. 

 

 "We are being promoted lets not drive this to the Supreme court of the God of Justice Zeus, before he speaks out or shall we go to work and miss the holiday?" Its an spacious environment, sunshine and shade, the noisy and the eager of minimalist, the arrogant and pivot centre spot from vain. 

 

  We avoided Aphrodite's show of prepotence lurking and fluttering, what else? Gasp. For empty spaces we shall soon find as we walked entertained by the lesser guest and cups through the hallways, might later praise the Goddess creativity and help to sustain art, publicly humiliating Psyche, bah! thought talkative to myself as a cockatoo, was not going to push the machine of Charon ride, the avatar of societies sickness travelling their mortal spirits and upper world Gods, hum delusions, the most ambitious idea of the many characters would be meeting them. It felt as a mutual thought of self tormentors about to vomit. 

 

  Held his arm, robust and formidable, could die right now infamous by his side, could care less.  But a bed, were is a death bed... as we walked admiring the many open spaces for their choices as ours to transcend the past,... 

 
...specially for me to leave as an eternal escapist from my own river and his drive, simply relax. "What are we doing?" He is sweating from the sunlight, transpiring more than transcending, bah! Chin up. Even thought he helps to free a word "For the upper world you said?" Forgot all about it, if I could not dramatise the memory of it again, but the flair of how unconvincing and boring this month of trumping and march will be, without possessing sexually or mysteriously, agh! "Gods are too open minded in Olympus, do you think they really mind, Charon? Tax me a little, deduct me a thing, I'm lost without negative and suspicious receptors."

 
 Went quietly down, paused, he does not succumb for despair or paralysis, speculates with the firm's money, the partnership, how many years and those behind the curtains. Could do any adaptation to simply have him going down, a little lower breathing at least. "Fresh waters, yes my love actually the Styx is also in Heaven, cascading"
 

As much as literarily speaking any God could, straight forwards

or twisted the information will be released. For my good, a guilt.