Rudolf “Ever” Everett Ammarolex (1936–1969) is the author of AMMA, written during his years in the Amazon region of southern Venezuela in the 1960s. His life and work there form the basis of what has emerged as a literal body of work and love.

AMMA defies traditional classification- joining 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 its 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)), drank poison and perished forever to thunderous applause and cheers.

Symplegades, both played by Hector (Hector and Joel (Noelle)), got caught in the devil’s landslide. Slumped over in a chair, sun glasses askew, his mouth dripped full of mud.

Nikola Tesla (David Nicholas) was suddenly dead as a doornail, smashing face-first through a modern glass coffee table before hitting the shag carpet on concrete.

It hadn’t been there until just a moment before. They were in La Esmerelda, Venezuela after all, upon M∞n Stage. Each played their roles in the epic hilari-horror folk sci-fi, Parima01!.

This made 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 cleared, mildly burnt to a crisp, they shared a joint mid-coitius with rigor mortis.

Jaap (Haas) Endall jumped into the air, turning into swallows. Flying low in the sky and turning again in to daylight, he was systematically shot down by M.U.S.I.C. ballistics. Every last one in a hundred was brought to Ground Zero, Glen Echo. No one left until the play was over.

Silvie (Maggie) committed seppeku, ritualistically disemboweling herself before being calmly dispatched by a double-headed caricature of themselves. As their heads rolled off stage, we heard familiar voices follow, sadly singing, “Nothing will be the same, Ever… Again.”

Everything faded to black and so on and so forth.