About The Author
Rudolf “Ever” Everett Ammarolex (1936-1969), born in Bethesda, Maryland, is the author of the book of AMMA. His life, rooted in the Amazon region of southern Venezuela during the 1960s, form the basis of what has emerged as a literary and conceptual body.
The work defies traditional classification- bridging philosophy, spirituality, and art within a singular, integrated vision. It stands as a complete and intentional expression of his mind, which he broke in two [sic].
Shortly after completion, what occurred was the most heinous mass suicide-of-self ever recorded. Every last part ever played bit the dust in the most fantastic way each other could think of:
Romeo (Adam (Eve)) and Juliette (Transanta (Rudolf)), drink poison and perish forever to thunderous applause and cheers.
Symplegades, both played by Hector (Hector and Joel (Noelle)), gets caught in the devil’s landslide. Slumped over in a chair, sun glasses askew, his mouth drips full of mud.
Nikola Tesla (David Nicholas) suddenly smashes face-first, dead as a doornail before hitting the shag carpet on concrete, through a modern glass coffee table.
It hadn’t been there until just a moment ago. They were in La Esmerelda, Venezuela after all, upon M∞n Stage, whereupon each played their roles in the epic hilari-horror folk sci-fi, Parima01!.
This makes The Tooth Fairy (Emma), and her lover (Dawood) laugh like children, catching each other's eyes before wildly making out and exploding into flames of green and purple hue. As the smoke clears, mildly burnt to a crisp, they share a joint mid-coitius with rigor mortis.
Jaap (Haas) Endall jumps into the air, turning into swallows. Flying low in the sky and turning again in to daylight, he is systematically shot down by M.U.S.I.C. loudly, with ballistics. Every last one out of a hundred is brought to Ground Zero, Glen Echo. No one leaves until the play is over.
Silvie (Maggie) commits seppeku, ritualistically disemboweling herself before being calmly dispatched by a double-headed caricature of themselves. Head rolling off the stage, we hear their familiar voices, sadly singing, “Nothing will be the same, Ever. Again.”
Everything fades to black, so on and so forth.