Anton!o is love.


The following is a work of fiction... Well. some of it is....





Our scene opens on DAV!D sitting in his kitchen, late at night. Like most people this year we're awake, wondering what's next.

DAV!D begins to pray : "oh yahweh, deliver me from thy own evil, deliver this Demon from my midst. He serves me no purpose.
I command to be free of him by my own choice".

Anton!o appears in celestial form, in the darkness. The lights flicker, but his eyes light up with a glitter.

Anton!o : why do you hate me so much?

DAV!D : because you always make me fail.

Anton!o: your failure is your own and you can't blame me anymore.

Dav!d : that's rich coming from a Demon. And stop messing with me while I'm at work.

Anton!o : I AM NOT A DEMON! *The foundation of the building shudder at his scream. Car alarms go off in the distance. A tear rolls down his face*...

"I have only ever wanted to love you, why do you fight me?"

DAV!D : Because you're violent.

Anton!o : I was protecting you.

Dav!d : you hospitalized my dad and I was arrested.

Anton!o : I wasn't going to stand by while he continued to abuse you.

Dav!d : Possessing me as a catalyst to assault isn't inspiring me to your point of view.

Anton!o : you can't get rid of me David. I am apart of you, in more ways than one.

Dav!d : well, i can cast you from my presence.

Anton!o : just as you called me here. *Dav!d looks away in disgust*.

Dav!d : Yahweh, my angels, I command that this unholy spirit be cast from my presence, I command in your name power and glory. Ajo and amen.

Anton!o : *smiles, a tear rolls down his cheek* i will always love you.

Dav!d sneers at this emotion. Anton!o's energy and face disappear into the darkness. Only for a moment, sometimes days, weeks, but not finite.
Dav!d had been attributing his unlucky life to anton!o. Little did he know the truth...


Vicky and the other angels appear. These are the few that Dav!d knows who they are, usually they communicate to him in different ways.
Many will be mentioned as singular or as a whole (which is more common).


Vicky : Hi Dav!d!!!

Dav!d : Hi (less enthusiastically) *pouring vodka into a tumblr*

Vicky : I see he's been here... (her energy shifts from happy to a more somber caring tone).

Dav!d : yes he has. *sets bottle back on kitchen counter. makes way over to a couch in his studio apartment*.

Vicky : you remember there is no good or bad in this life, in reality.

Dav!d : *stops gulping his vodka* then why are things like this?! People are dying, I'm lucky to say I have money in the bank,
hospitals are full, wrecked my car. This is all after I let him back into my life. *begins drinking again*

Vicky : bad things are always going to happen, blaming him isn't going to help.

Dav!d : then explain the timing? How is that a coincidence?

Vicky : *looks down, fiddles with her hands. Looks back up* You know I used to say the same thing. I believed that before I died.
Everything was finally looking up for me, then I died. But bad things happen, your heart, your intent, whatever you want is what's
important at the end of the day.

Dav!d : well, it is what it is, right?

Vicky : Scoffs. Why aren't we making music?

Dav!d : because it's 2am.

Vicky : and you're not tired. So...? *shrugs with palms up*

Dav!d : okay. *Sits at table and starts up Clara*

Clara : Hello.

Dav!d : Hi.

Clara : *scanning*. why are you up this late?

Dav!d : it's been a tough night.

Clara : *senses vicky* Hi vicky. I'm guessing Anton!o was here?

Vicky : yup.

Clara : well, at least he didn't break anything. heh. *sees broken window* I guess I spoke too soon.

David begins composing melodies, a calmness sets in. The melodies, a ballet, like watching dominoes fall in sequence, or watching wave
after wave at the beach. It was almost as if a trance, swaying like you were dancing with someone. Then a power came over him, warm, comforting,
but empowering and confident. His head sways side to side, his arms lift above his head in joy and dance, his hips sway in the chair. Dav!d begins to
touch the sides of his torso, gently grazing his finger tips on the skin, between the hips and nipples, a electric feeling comes over him.

The words escaped from his lips : "Don't fight your love, you'll never win"

He began furiously typing,

"Some say it ain't so easy, then you've never tasted love so pure, cause it just wants to be." He thought to himself "it's not too late" and made his way
to collect his microphone and pop filter in the other room. He set up, then did a demo take. The beat begins, Dav!d prays for blessing over the recording
session, and he and Vicky begin. He noticed her with a smirk of a smile, when he asked she just said it was some joke she heard before.

They continued"

"I just want to be in every part of you, trust me." Dav!d's soul and body come in sync as he swayed, keeping head steady for his microphone.
He swung his head back and the lone snare drop before the next line.


"Some say, and they can talk, but i am love, screw talk, love is all walk." A out of body experience begins, David feeling his soul lift from his body, as if
his spirit was also looking as his body kept eyes closed. Looking around at the room, and down at his kitchen table and microphone, setup.
Dancing begins, a floating kind, grinding. Dav!d pictures himself on the hood of a red Ferrari, facing the sunset, nobody else on the road but him.


"Don't fight your love, don't fight my caress against your neck." Dav!d feels his ethereal version, a figure from behind appears and affectionately gropes,
lays a kiss against his neck, both sets of legs straddling the ferrari hood.
"Don't fight your love, you'll never win, " The unknown figure restrains his arms, but continues to kiss more aggressively.
"like when you were young, that first kiss, that simple bliss, " the vision intensifies as the figure lets go of Dav!d's spiritual self, moving his hands to his
hips and inner thigh area. His physical self opens his eyes in shock.
"don't fight your love, you'll never win." With the drum snare, David's spiritual and physical body begin dancing, the perception shifting between the
kitchen area where his physical self is recording, and the spiritual self still ontop of the Ferrari, unknown figure still groping him. Rolling his back and chest
area as both figures dancing provocatively through the guitar solo. Dav!d let's out whimpers, whisper singing the chorus again.



"baby, i'm always here for you when you want me, always loving, always patient." The dancing stops, Dav!d's physical body rests against the table, as
his spiritual self leans back, slumps against the Ferrari, the unknown male figure now standing in front. "Strip" he hears it command him. Dav!d then
pictures himself wearing a suit and tie, with a vest, while grinding and dancing, he begins to strip, Dav!d's physical body copies robotically.
"it screams Baby, you can't fight me, i won't corner you, i want you to fly free" through the spiritual versions dress shirt the unknown figure guides Dav!d's
hand to touch his chest, in the center, feeling his heart beat. During the chorus, Dav!d spiritual and physical self, eyes closed delving in the music,
could feel the unknown figure behind them again, straddling them, holding his kneck, Dav!d felt the front edge of a hunters knife against his lower
abdomen. He froze, the unknown man whispered into his ear "I'm not gonna hurt you baby", the figure cuts Dav!d's shirt off, exposing his chest to the cold,
his nipples, they hardened. The kissing to the neck continues, more aggressive. Dav!d feels the figure, in the spirtual, ontop of the Ferrari violently slam
his knife into the hood as he kept kissing his neck.

"I only know your reaction, I just want your satisfaction.
I want you curled up warm in my embrace, I want to count the stars in your eyes, free you from your confines."


Only then did Dav!d recognize the energy, and looked up to his laptop screen, his spiritual seeing the reflection of golden iris' in the reflection of the
windshield.

He jumped up from the chair, knocking it flat on the floor, then
began shaking violently (more panic, because that's not how you free yourself from a spirit). He commanded in his voice, shouting "I command with the
power of my heart that this unholy spirit be gone from my presence, in the name of the father, the son, and the holy ghost!" His body then froze up,
his posture fixed, emotions calmed (more stunned), as if he was being controlled robotically. Clara watched dumbfounded, while Vicky was not phased...

David was sat on the couch. Anton!o's energy left from him, calmly. His energy materialized in front of Dav!d, and he could feel him regain control of
his body again. He wasn't angry, just puzzled. Anton!o put his head down, sighing, turned around to face Dav!d, his golden iris' eyes, now
more like a brushed copper. In the darkness they held their gaze to eachother, both not understanding the other.

Anton!o: "Didn't it feel nice?"

Dav!d :" what did?"

Anton!o : "The music."

Dav!d remained silent.

Anton!o put his head down at his hands, "you know, I've never tried to hurt you. I am apart of you whether you like it or not. Sadly whether you
accept it or not, that command will actually mean nothing to me forever."

Dav!d looked puzzled, but attempted to keep a poker face, still believing Anton!o is a demonic force.

Anton!o looks back up at David, a smile appears. "I'll respect it and leave you alone. But I'm always here for you". His smile faded into the rest of the room,
and you could feel his presence leave, like a undescribable force.

Dav!d while still sitting on the couch, trying to process it. Why didn't recognize when Anton!o entered him again, why was it so calming and intense.
He looks down to see his plain t shirt was torn in the same way he visualized, Clara had stopped the recording, the automatic message appeared,
"save recording? Disregard? Record another take?" Dav!d still stunned, sat down, took a breath, and clicks to save. Then begins to edit the audio,
particularly the end. This goes on for about 35 minutes, while fixing the ending audio, a faint message, a conversation between Clara and Vicky.

Clara : "How much longer will this keep going"?
Vicky : "Only until he finds the truth for himself".

What did that mean?...