We have a beautiful curtain in the bathroom. It hangs where you enter the shower. There are thousands of videos on netflix. The little spirit cat who used to visit me is dead. Do you understand? The curtain is extremely beautiful. It has so many colors. But the little cat, the black one, who was the spirit of time, of night. The spirit of the world. She is dead. Her body lies rotting somewhere and I will never find it. There are a lot of things to watch on the large, flat screen. It is usually black. Like one of those mirrors in which you can see the spirits of the dead. The curtain is so beautiful. Every time I see it, I think to myself, how does anyone make such beautiful colors? But my mother is dead. When her spirit called me through the night, through the moon, my father interrupted it by phoning me. I got confused then, and thought I was just noticing that my father was about to call. But she is dead. Her body was destroyed by medical professionals or scientists. I can watch anything you can imagine on netflix. Or I can download any piece of music in history. But my mother has no grave and her body was desecrated by people who didn’t even know who she was. The little spirit cat is dead. My grandmother is dead and her entire estate was stolen by a pig. A big white pig she gave birth to like a tumor or a cancerous monster. Smoke comes out of this pig. But the curtain, it is so beautiful. I can watch anything I want on the internet. even naked people who changed their sex. Do you understand? Do you see the green strand in the curtain? Can you smell my mother’s dead body, stinking? The dead cat, just a few days after she died? I have a can of cat food in my cupboard. The label is starting to fade. The little cat, I called her Isis. I am watching a movie about little girls being murdered by rapists. Did you know that? This actually happens, too. She was magical. My little cat who lived up the street. She could hear my soul, and come when I spirit-called her. Oh, this curtain is so beautiful. Tell me, what are you watching on your screens tonight? Is it very colorful, like my curtain? Can you see my mother’s dead body? The shriveled eyes? There are pictures and pictures of beautiful nature all over the internet. But there is a terrible room where some child is being destroyed, too. And no one is taking pictures there. Bloodstains on the walls. The stink of urine. How big is your MP3 collection? Is it as big as the crypt where my grandmother lies rotting? Can you play her corpse on your smartphone like a song you put on repeat until blood starts coming out of your eyes? She has with her a blanket that the pig put in there. My great grandmother made that blanket. Do you understand the beautiful curtain? Can your read the incredible story of the green strand? What, exactly, are you watching these days? Does netflix get you off? Do you have a beautiful curtain like mine? You can order one. Right now. Online. You can order a beautiful curtain. But my shadowcat will never return. Oh, the colors. How do they make such beautiful colors? Could you make a curtain like this?