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[ The Anti-Apocalypse ] [ By Peter Hogg ]
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T H E A N T I - A P O C A L Y P S E
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I. DECLARATION OF INTENT
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1. God's Enemy
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I prayed and humbled myself before God invaded my soul, seized my tongue,
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and said through me, "Because your devotion exceeds that of all men and
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women on Earth you are my secretary and my witness. I will show you the
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past, the present, and the future. You shall be my ears, eyes, and mouth.
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For Mankind you shall record in words what you witness, but you shall not
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judge, and you shall not record my thoughts." "Oh Lord," I protested with
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downcast face, "but words are the cause of all the manmade pain and
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suffering on Earth." Lord Hegemon said, "Every word does violence by
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generalizing and dividing, but you shall aim your words at the evil ones
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for the benefit of the living whom I love."
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Then Almighty Lord Hegemon wrapped my long hair around his fist and
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carried me to a burning city. From a distance he showed me the immortal
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spirit of revenge, the infamous descendant of Satan who sat on a throne of
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fire. Around his hairless head was the pheonix crown. Hung from his neck
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was an iron placard with the words 'Braggart' and 'Complainart.' Lord
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Hegemon whispered to me, "Behold the Beast, alias Idolt Hitlore, the one
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who calls himself Emperor Oshaman Bink Ader. He was chosen by Satan to
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destroy me. His military support will be formidable. Armed with the
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Scriptures of Science he will win the whole world to his side. Why don't
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you tremble? Are you not afraid for me, little maggot?" "Lord Hegemon, I am
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afraid, but not for you but for him. Everything men do to destroy God only
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works to magnify your name, and even death improves your life." Lord
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Hegemon whispered, "Do not be deceived. The one you see is the Anti-God. He
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has the power to persecute me and to empty the temples. Behold the weapon
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in his hand: it is the most destructive weapon ever created. With it he
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will banish love of God from the minds of men." I looked at the weapon. It
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resembled a cracked and spotted egg. The Lord trembled and said, "What you
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see contains the fivefold power of Fear, Horror, Hatred, Despair, and
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Indifference. The Beast will use them against all who believe in me, and
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with them he will defeat me." Then a wind brought the heart-wrenching cries
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of 11 million babies to my ears. I looked upwards, and ranged in ranks upon
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the clouds I saw the angels watching with telescopes.
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2. The Motive for War
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Then the mighty Beast of the Burning City held up his iron fist and roared,
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and his roaring reached the four ends of the Earth and terrified the hearts
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mankind. Thus did he speak, "I will punish you for my own pleasure and
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amusement! I am coming for vengeance because you killed and you insult the
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hero who brought you spiritual fire! Because you sided with God against
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Satan, the helper of Mankind, I will drive into your brains the nail of
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your non-existence! Because you gave Satan's death little thought, and did
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not consider its omnichronous power, I will teach you to be more generous!
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Because you rejected the spirit of death I will deliver you to the body of
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death! Because you strive to extinguish Reason you will suffer unreasonable
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violence! Because you love the fruit of ignorance I will torment you with
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knowledge! Because your gods and your God are the cause of all the evil on
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Earth I will rip them from your hearts! Because you dismissed Satan's power
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I will press my will upon you! Verily you shall pay for your ignorance, and
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the currency you shall pay with is Fear, Terror, Bitterness, Suffering, and
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Death! I will purge God from your minds, and woe to the ones who do not
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pay, for you shall be called 'Atheists,' 'brides of Satan,' and you will be
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Satan's companions when he returns from Hell. These promises shall be
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accomplished, even if I too must die! Blessed are all who survive my work,
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for they shall know God."
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II. THE SEVEN WARNINGS
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3. Letter to Africa
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To the Theists in Luanda Hitlore sent these words, "From my post on Ayer's
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Rock I see that Africa has not yet suffered enough. For you Africa I am
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mixing a potion that will burn forever on your heads! I know how you are
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deep in debt, but you must go deeper because you refuse to think until
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death strikes! But do not be afraid, for I am coming to give you the
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inspiration to pay your debts! I will rain the fire of science upon your
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heads! My horrors will drive you to beg for the shackles and whips that
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bloodied your ancestors. Compared to the freedom I bring your slavery is
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boring. Uncontested I will invade your land, and your countries will shake
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as if I were passing through the Earth, and your nations will crack like
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old china, and you will cry out, 'Why didn't the scientists warn us?!' Your
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scientists know nothing of importance! My modern prophets you ignored! They
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brought you increasingly greater horrors and clearer signs, but you refused
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to read their forecast! Now it is too late! If you convert to save your
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skin I will snatch the Sun and roll it over your backs! Woe to you who are
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spared from my fire, for you will suffocate in the smoke of burnt meat.
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Then there will be silence in your houses of worship. Your vain
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celebrations will be extinguished, and you will pray for Eternal Death. Do
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not ask, 'What did we do to deserve this? Did we kill Satan?' A thousand
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times a thousand times you rejected Satan's self-consuming flame. Therefore
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listen and be afraid, and believe me when I say that I am coming to
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incinerate your dear beliefs. With terror I will lead you through the four
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ages of Hell, and the journey shall not end until infinite pain and despair
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compel you to wear my crown and until the overwhelming pain prostrates you
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before Eternal Death."
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4. Letter to Europe
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To the Theists in Paris Hitlore sent these words, "I know you have a
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reputation for being cultured and civilised, but Europe is a fat gluttonous
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philistine. Europe will squirm on the spear of Achilles because she dreamt
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she could condemn Satan to yesterday's superstitions. You, Europe, you
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think civil rights and democracy makes you free, in reality you keep your
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poor frightened minds locked in cages. You cling to your precious little
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ideas and words. You worship 'freedom' and you lick its feet just as your
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ancestors licked God's ass! But now because you love freedom I will bring
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it to you in spades. I will smash every obstacle, every prison, every
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parliament, every school, and every church, and then I will thunder, 'Think
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without walls!' Your beliefs make you the laughingstock of the wise. I am
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truth and reality, but to you I will be the widow maker. Because you
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married Hegemon for his illusory wealth and might the black widow will drag
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you into her web! You think, 'God will save us. God will control our
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thoughts.' Must I pour heavy water through your ears? Your nothing-God
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cannot help you. Today you think 'God loves me,' tomorrow you will bleat
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like lambs at Passover. Like children in the crib you will cry, 'Why did
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God abandon me?' I am plotting ahead in Africa, (I am already here) and
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when I leave everyone will know what loneliness is. On that day the spirit
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will be crushed, the dead will litter the streets, and the survivors will
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say, 'Why should we bury them? Life is too short.' Oh Europe, because I
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love you I designed a coffin for your Gods: the wood is your bodies, the
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nails are your pain, and my hammer's name is 'The New Germany'!"
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5. Letter to Asia
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To the Theists in Beijin Hitlore sent these words, "Woe to the people of
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Asia who think, 'Why should I care if Europe slaughters itself?' And you
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call yourselves human beings? You think you are innocent, but holy
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excrement stains your lips and your guilt stinks to high heaven. Some dared
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to call themselves Communists, killers of God, but they too cherished
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hopes, and all hope reeks of God. Proud Asia says, 'We don't need hope! We
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are perfect and happy!' Don't flatter yourselves little rebels. I will
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crush you with my brows. When I come your widows will scream, 'Leave us
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alone dragon! Go back to the sea!' And your men will boast, 'We too can
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protect our beliefs with nuclear bombs.' I am so frightened. Your hair-
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splitting atoms and your nuclear fire cannot protect you from the Son of
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Satan. America is one step ahead of you: have you not seen my secret army
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among you? Now the flame of renunciation is already inflaming your nerves.
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Do not tell me 'We have enough enemies within!' Your Hindus fight Muslims,
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and your Muslims fight Buddhists, and your Sikhs fight Hindus: why? Because
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religion seeks self-destruction! Now I challenge all the gods to come down
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from their high places to prove whether God or Man is superior. I command
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Buddha to piss on the illusion of Allah. I command Krishna to capture the
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impostors and drag them to prison! But the gods are little girls, therefore
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I am coming, a no-God, an anti-God, to purge your dream-gods from the
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Earth. Be patient proud and sick children, and be amazed by my healing
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powers. A little punishment invigorates, and one man's insanity is another
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man's cultural revolution."
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6. Letter to North America
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To the Theists in Washington Hitlore sent these words, "You think you are
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mighty and powerful, but I see quavering cowards and among you I hear the
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silence of the lambs. You think you are safe, but deep in the darkness of
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your thick skulls you fear there is no escaping me. If I must dig a hole
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through the Earth and drag every American into Hell it shall be done. If
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the son of lightning must bridle thunderclouds to chase you down I shall
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not fail. No one can hide from the supreme author of every spiritual
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crises. My messengers will burrow into your skulls and plant the seeds of
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terror and death. Send your young men overseas to track me down: I will
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welcome them with five million forms of death. Do you think your soldiers
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can enforce peace on Earth? Idiots! America knows nothing of spiritual
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peace. You are a raging, frothing, struggling, and confused heap of stupid
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ideas. But don't let me stop you from following your dreams. Send all your
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troops to find me: the more the merrier, for me at least, for I do hate
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travelling. Please send nuclear missiles and rockets to untidy my network
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of ever changing subterranean caves: I will send you a superior fire-power.
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I am safe, but America is in danger because America cannot leave America. I
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am the Earth Serpent who burrows uncontested through the apple. If you cut
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off my head I will grow another and multiply my power. I am the bomb
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waiting to be detonated in your thick skulls. Send your best Americans to
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find and destroy me. Send me all your presidents, senators, governors, and
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ambassadors, and send me your best nuclear physicists and all your
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philosophers. What use are common soldiers? If you speak rationally and
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happily about the death I bring I will spare you, otherwise you shall eat
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the flame of the East."
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7. Letter to South America
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To the Theists in Brasilia the German Beast sent these words, "Far, far
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will I reach. I will rise up in Bogota wielding a chip whose fire is
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Hellfire. The Mulatos, Latinos, and thoroughbreds are already praying, 'God
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will not let us die. He will not send the Beast this far. The Beast will be
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content with Europe as his prize.' Of what small mindedness are you
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accusing me now? Is American not enough? The whole world will not suffice!
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I would fly to the ends of the Solar System to castrate the last rebel. If
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there is only one believer hiding in your vast jungles then I will consume
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them all with my breath! Oh my little lamas: run for the cool air in the
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heights of your Andes, for I am waiting for you, and I kindled a fire under
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every Mount Zion. Yes, I prepared the throne of your purification. Because
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your works intoxicate the world I will intoxicate you with the illusion of
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power and indifference to death. Because you are still wet between the ears
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I will introduce you to hot irons and to the wind of dry humor. When I come
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to collect your debts no bribe and no drugs will be accepted, and your
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savior and his counterfeit will never come. If you offered my seven
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thousand virgins and seven thousand wives I would still fuck you with
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Hellfire. If the whole Amazon supplied your faith I would lift the eastern
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coast, prop it up with my stone, and watch your Amazon reach in vain for
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the fire. Verily I am coming to evangelize with power. But please try and
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stop me and spare me the hassle of looking for you. Come quickly, for I am
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waiting for you in Hell. How will you recognise me? If you pray for life I
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am the one who will kill you, and if you pray for death I am the one who
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will satisfy you."
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8. Letter to the Middle East
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To the Theists in Jerusalem Hitlore sent these words, "How many times must
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Satan punish you and God abandon you? The princes of Syria, the princes of
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Egypt, and the princes of Islam cried victory in your streets, and still
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you believe that God is good. You say, 'God punishes us because he loves us
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(that's so true!), and because a father loves to teach his children
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lessons.' You are certainly being punished, but not for the reason you
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think, and not by the one you think. Verily it is not God who punishes you
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but Nature who reminds you that there is no God but Nature, and Hitlore is
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her prophet. Does a father hire mercenaries to beat his children? What can
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the boy learn who bleeds to death on the steps of the Temple Mount? Because
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you still do not know the answer I will take your proud faces and smash
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them into the Wailing Wall and I will spill the cup marked 'God's Answer.'
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I will turn Jerusalem into a level field for ploughing, so that passersby
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will say, 'It's a miracle! The holy city ascended into Heaven!' Your
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corpses will fill the Holy Sepulchre. Never again will you cry, 'There is
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no body in Christ's tomb!' The Anti-God will rise up in Baghdad. At your
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expense I will force your authorities to bring the blessings of laughter to
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the world. I will smash your skulls and the hard idols you keep there, but
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I will not kill you. How could I kill people who already suffer rigor
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mortis of the brain? You nail yourselves to your precious beliefs, to avoid
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losing them, and then you mistake paralysis for an untouchable God! I am
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coming with a crowbar to dislodge you from the wreckage! Blessed are they
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who do not rebel, and blessed are they who do not need the barbed spike:
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they will live to see another day. Do you know how many? Who cares."
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9. Letter to the Theists in New Zealand
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To the Theists in Christchurch Hitlore sent these words, "Where do you
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live? Your little island in the Pacific is not worth the effort; I shall
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not cast my net that far. To prove that I am not obsessed with war you
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shall be spared. But do not ignore the lessons I teach! Bear witness to the
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sufferings of your brothers and sisters, lest their lives be utterly
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wasted. Beware lest hope creeps into your brains, for with every hope grows
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the sin of pride, and wherever I see hope or pride fate sends me to
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destroy. How dare you be proud of yourselves in the face of God, Nature,
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Chance, Death, and the Imminent Disaster? Thus did I speak to deaf ears;
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now I come with a new message. Today I say to you, 'Be proud of yourselves!
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You surely have much to be proud of! Kneel before your little
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accomplishments and kiss your own asses! Build monuments to yourselves and
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cling to them while I introduce you to Hellfire and write magma into your
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eyes. I will punish you and make you human again. Men hardened by stupidity
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will weep when they witness my bold new gospel. With the brevity of life I
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will teach you to value and give value to life. I will boil your brains
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until all the love, hope, and pride is removed, and only the muscle
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remains. Thus will I give you the strength to be intimate with the holiest
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word, 'Deicide.' I am the destroyer of daydreams and I am the enemy of God.
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Armed with might and malice I will force you to behold the writhing of your
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brothers and sisters. If despite my works you still reject the meaning of
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mortality I will still accomplish your disbelief, for I will tear your
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brains out of your skulls!"
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III. MILITARY FOREPLAY
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10. A Challenge for the World
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The total number of the Atheists monsters who joined the Army of Terror was
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169,000,000. Of this number Hitlore put the world's 13,000 most obnoxious,
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insulting, intolerable, blasphemous and vulgar Atheists on a boat and sent
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them to seek love and forgiveness among their enemies. Then Hitlore issued
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the following challenge to all the countries of the world, "Anyone who
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treats these poison spitting snakes like family, and gives them refuge, and
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loves them, must love everything they say, for their words reflect their
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spirits. Anyone who truly loves them will be spared from the 9,000 torments
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that are coming." Along every coast, in every harbor, the 13,000 Atheists
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offended every country they visited, and their offences did not diminish
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with hunger and thirst. For 240 days they found no love on Earth, and
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therefore Hitlore issued the following threat, "For every venomous snake
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whom you receive with love and warmth I will shorten the war by a one
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thirteen-thousandth. If no one gives them hospitality then they will return
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to convert you with violence, and they will not rest from their work until
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your tongues are freed from cowardice and are ennobled in godlessness." The
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world listened and feared, and Hitlore's words were wasted because crackpot
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prophets tricked the world to believe that God's lackey, the archangel
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Michael, would come and prevent the war by diverting him with unspeakable
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pleasures.
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11. The Military Spy
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Then Lord Hegemon took me to the barracks and the training camps where his
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anti-personel personel trained for war. On the western horizon I saw
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regiments of massive Cumulonimbi, all deadly freethinking and freeflying
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airships. They smashed their armour and spat screaming bolts of Hellfire.
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These fire-breathing gods could help humans prosper or perish. They could
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march east, west, north and south, across any border, and they could flood
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or burn anything they desired.
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I looked south and I saw rows beside rows of the Green Regiment. Among
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them was a squadron of giants who crushed ordinary men by falling on them
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from above. The Green Regiment were fearless and suicidal, for they often
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sacrificed their bodies to feed the fires of Hell that tormented Mankind.
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Their camouflage gear and their training enabled them to march undetected
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into cities and private yards and to perform the message of Death. Whenever
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their enemies saw the sign of the fallen fig leaf their enemies became so
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sick from fear that they were unable to eat and died of starvation.
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I looked to the east and saw the three divisions of the Animee. These
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biologically advanced soldiers were equipped with the most advanced
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weaponry. Helpless Theists spent centuries ruling their ancestors, and now
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did not foresee the day of insubordination. These are the three divisions:
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The airborne division included soldiers trained to create and drop
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biologically nauseating bombs. Their fighter jets and bombers were too
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small to be detected by radar, and did not produce enough heat or contain
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any substances that betrayed their dangerous powers. In shape and size they
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resembled birds and insects, and by virtue of their design they were
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invisible to radar. They could drop bombs from low altitudes and wound
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almost anyone unexpectedly. The deadly and diminutive Virsu and Bactra
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could enter bodies and minds undetected in the form of pure strands of
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words coded in deoxyribonucleic acid. They could enter through any orifice
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or open wound or mind, and if they were responsible for creating children
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who did not resemble their parents.
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The land-borne division was the ultra-orthodox Atheists, the only true
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Atheists, because they also considered Atheism a god. Some were equipped
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with night-vision lens and with devices that could hear foetuses squirming
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8 miles away. Their ears could distinguish the enemy by the beat of his
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heart. Their noses could identify a person's faith. The single deadliest
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member of the land-borne division was the woman Sirpantia, she who moved by
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forming a wheel and who dripped poison in the ears of believers.
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The waterborne division included excellent swimmers and ships that moved
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under water without ever surfacing. They could deliver death to the enemy
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by infiltrating water supply systems or by patrolling the beaches with
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their little ships. The most successful platoon created magnetic mussel-
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like self-propelled bombs that attached themselves to enemy ships and sank
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them.
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To the north I saw rank upon rank the dreaded Artifomekan, cold-blooded
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beings whose power few Theists suspected. These newcomers inflicted the
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greatest death toll during the actual time of the war, whereas the others
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did the greater damage before and after Hitlore signed the useless peace
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treaty.
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12. Hitlore Encourages the Troops
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Then Lord Hegemon took me to away, and I heard the Beast encouraging and
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provoking his regiments, battalions, companies, platoons and squads. They
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honored him with the sign of the circle around their ears. Hitlore returned
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the sign, and he addressed his soldiers with these words,
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"It gives me pleasure to see you here, patient and ready for murder. It
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warms my cold heart to see my puppets arrayed in rank and file, armed for
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trouble, and ready to offend the enemy. I am indeed great, but with you
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perhaps I am even greater. Listen to me my darling instruments of death and
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destruction: each one of you is nothing compared to me. You are insects and
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worms whom I could crush with my forehead. I am the spawn, the witness, and
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the avenger of Satan, and you are nothing but dirt, fire, water and air,
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and with dirt, fire, water and air you shall deliver my revenge to the
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world. Now I will tell you again why you should sacrifice yourselves for
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Satan's sake. You shall do so because he is our master and exemplar. He
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lived in heaven and became bored with God's tyranny and with the luxury of
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infinite time and freedom. Therefore he came to Earth and chose mortality
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over immortality, and law over freedom. He was the first one to return to
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Nature, and he brought fire to be his guide and pleasure. But the apes of
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God persecuted and crucified him and thought they could quench the fire
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with his blood. They did not know that Atheism is a power no man can
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control! Thus, despite all the world's calumniations and molestations the
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Atheist faith has born a greater fruit than the prophet Kull-Max ever
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dreamed. Death and defeat strengthened and nourished our non-belief!
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Atheism was nourished by the world's violence and suffering! Now we are
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numerous and we are no longer afraid to show ourselves, and therefore we
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will not let our enemies hide from us. We will not let the descendants of
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Satan's murderer's live in darkness! We will awaken them with discord and
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division and violence and sacrifice, and soon we will reap fruit of the
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|
seeds of Anguish and Despair!
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|
"Wherever you see a sign of God I authorize you to destroy it. Be
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|
merciless while Lord Hegemon lives! If your own comrade moves his tongue to
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|
pray to God then cut it off or kill him. But always use death with
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||
|
discretion, lest you cheat Atheism of the converts it deserves. And if you
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||
|
see, hear, or smell the idiot who wants to seduce me, mutilate his groin
|
||
|
and cast him into the garbage pit!"
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|
The Beast paused, turned, and with a flourish he thundered at his
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|
troops, "Did I forget something? Must I dispatch you with canons? Enter
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into the world and fight with bold fearless cunning, and remember when you
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die everything is lost."
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IV. THE FIRST PENALTIES
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362
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13. The End of Jerusalem
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|
On the 14th of Adar the Lord took me to Jerusalem and said, "Behold my
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|
white-clothed three-headed wife. Her skin is like leather and her bones are
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|
brittle, but she still has the liveliness of a 2-year old child. Weep with
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|
me, weep with me, for the time of her desecration is at hand." My head
|
||
|
turned west and east and there I saw the Beast standing before the closed
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|
gates of Jerusalem. Behind him stood all the grave-diggers of the world.
|
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|
Lord Hegemon and I barred their path. The beast laughed and shouted, "Would
|
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|
you defend God's whore? Call your God down from heaven and I will let him
|
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|
contribute some meat to my dogs and some blood to my kidneys! God's mob of
|
||
|
Gog, Mosge, and Sinagog distinguished themselves in bigotry, pride, and
|
||
|
vain self-righteousness. Now the whore embarrasses the whole human race,
|
||
|
therefore I will enforce peace and godlessness!" Hitlore smashed down the
|
||
|
gates of Jerusalem. With the blood of a Jew, a Christian, and a Muslim, he
|
||
|
drew three lines from the city's center to the outer limits. Along the
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||
|
three lines and around the city Hitlore's huge mechanical shovels dug
|
||
|
ditches to the Hellfire. Now the tribes were divided into separate
|
||
|
sections, but still they shouted insults and feared one another. Hitlore
|
||
|
said to Jerusalem, "Which of the three tribes desires life in Heaven most?"
|
||
|
The whole city shook from the shouts of "We do," and "Me," and no single
|
||
|
voice was distinguishable. Hitlore said to his die-man, "If an even number
|
||
|
faces up we will exterminate the men of Mosge, if an odd, the men of
|
||
|
Sinagog." God caused the dice to rest on a corner. Hitlore smiled and
|
||
|
triumphantly declared, "The Lord chose the people of Gog!" Then the
|
||
|
Atheists brought in 20 thousand bulldozers and pushed a third of Jerusalem
|
||
|
into Hell. The surviving religious tribes continued to quarrel. Hitlore was
|
||
|
so impressed that he ordered another third pushed into Hell. The last still
|
||
|
refused to renounce their great beliefs, therefore they fought amongst
|
||
|
themselves, and they too were buried alive. Jerusalem was gone, all of her
|
||
|
except for a single human head on the stairs that once led to the
|
||
|
Courthouse. Its face was frozen in horror as a warning to future
|
||
|
generations. Then I saw a cat roll in the warm dust. It rubbed my leg and
|
||
|
her purring entranced me. Lord Hegemon pulled me away and said, "Satan is
|
||
|
trying to steal you!" This is all that I witnessed, and I was so sad that I
|
||
|
wept like a madman.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
14. The Metronome
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then the Lord Hegemon took me to Newtone. In the city's centre stood a
|
||
|
clock, and the clock's tick-talking ordered the lives of all the
|
||
|
inhabitants. At 9 o'clock the clock said, "Everyone must urinate," and
|
||
|
everyone obeyed, and for every minute and every hour there was another
|
||
|
command, but the clock was not in tune with Nature, therefore to prevent
|
||
|
people from rebelling against the monotony its rhythm was regularly
|
||
|
changed. Hitlore saw the cunning of the time keepers. Hitlore said, "We
|
||
|
shall destroy the clock and enforce the rhythm of life and death because I
|
||
|
am not satisfied with global semi-insanity!" Then his soldiers destroyed
|
||
|
the clock and erected in its place a huge burning metronome. Its regular
|
||
|
movement could be seen to the ends of the Earth. It divided the day into
|
||
|
seventy hours, each hour into seventy minutes, and each minute into seventy
|
||
|
seconds, and it needed no adjustments, and therefore everyone lived
|
||
|
according to the beat of the metronome. In the 25th hour of each day an
|
||
|
Alarm Sextet woke the world, and at the 35th hour everyone ate lunch, and
|
||
|
at the 55th hour everyone chewed their dinner, and so on. The people
|
||
|
struggled in vain not to miss a beat, and fear of the Grand Conductor kept
|
||
|
everyone uneasy. They grew numb to their daily discomforts, and they never
|
||
|
imagined that Hitlore was preparing a great disaster. Without consulting
|
||
|
Hegemon I went to the people of Newtone and prophesied, "Disaster will come
|
||
|
unless you abandon the mind-numbing rhythm of Metronome!" Fear assailed
|
||
|
their hearts. They struggled to create an alternative order but chaos and
|
||
|
violence ensued, and I gnashed my teeth in guilt and despair. I begged Lord
|
||
|
Hegemon for forgiveness. He said, "Do not despair. Everything proceeds
|
||
|
according to the blueprint written by Destiny. Look, the Beast is coming!"
|
||
|
Then I heard the Beast shout to his troops, "Henceforth the world shall
|
||
|
live with the terrible new freedom of timelessness!" Then even new-born
|
||
|
babes shuddered from fear, and the elderly hastened the coming of death.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
15. The Acre Bakers
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then Lord Hegemon took me to Stolinburg, and I saw smoke rising from a
|
||
|
million ovens and grills. I saw Hitlore dressed in white and wearing a
|
||
|
wreath of belladonna. I heard him invite everyone who was hungry and cold
|
||
|
to enjoy the warmth and the fruits of his land. No sheep on Earth doubted
|
||
|
his good will. Those who went to the grills for meat were laser-branded
|
||
|
with the four numbers of the Beast. Those who went to the ovens for bread
|
||
|
were thrown into the giant oven of Stolinburg. The Beast walked among the
|
||
|
flames and said to them, "If I can enjoy life in the Hellfire surely you
|
||
|
need not fear Death." With every word sparks of Hellfire alighted on the
|
||
|
sheep, and the 3 million sheep complained and trampled in terror. They
|
||
|
prostrated themselves before him and cried, "Forgive our sins because we
|
||
|
are a lowly and stupid people, full of humility and proud of our humility."
|
||
|
Hitlore said, "Only total trust in God's mercy will win mercy for you, but
|
||
|
faith is dead without acts. To prove that you believe in a merciful God you
|
||
|
must blaspheme and renounce God. If your heart remains fearless than the
|
||
|
God of love and mercy will forgive you, if you are afraid of retribution
|
||
|
you will receive it." Some sheep cursed God, and some did not, but the
|
||
|
fires did not cease. The Beast laughed and told them the story about the
|
||
|
three men who prayed to God and survived in an oven. Then many people
|
||
|
prayed, but they too were tormented by fire, and the Beast could not cease
|
||
|
smiling. The tormented millions cried, "Give us the secret of your
|
||
|
pleasure!" The Beast said, "Weep, weep, and weep until your tears drown the
|
||
|
flames!" The gullible people wept, and they were consumed by the crackling
|
||
|
flames.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
V. THE NEED FOR JUSTICE
|
||
|
|
||
|
611
|
||
|
|
||
|
16. The Maggot Speaks
|
||
|
|
||
|
I fell on my knees and prayed, "Lord Hegemon, why do you permit this
|
||
|
inhumane and indiscriminate decimation of your people? Are you not the God
|
||
|
of love and mercy?" The Lord frowned and struck me down, and when I raised
|
||
|
my bloody lip from the ground he said, "Why should I listen to you?
|
||
|
Faithless insect! What happens on Earth is a meaningless prelude. Soon
|
||
|
Michael will give everyone what they deserve." "Oh Lord, you know the
|
||
|
accounts on Earth and you are an excellent paymaster, but I wish to prevent
|
||
|
unnecessary suffering. I beg you to prove that Michael will come and
|
||
|
balance the accounts. If you decline I might do something very irrational,
|
||
|
perhaps suicide." "Truly you value this life too much little maggot. Only
|
||
|
if the same variables consistently produce the same results can we make a
|
||
|
plausible and conditional prediction about the future, but there is no
|
||
|
historical precedent for Michael. Thus far the world knows only impostors
|
||
|
and the prophets who are like shadows of the coming reality. They tried to
|
||
|
listen to my message, but I do not speak as humans speak. I use sophialogs,
|
||
|
silence, paradoxes, meta-words, and living words. Therefore the prophets
|
||
|
added and changed and censored my words, so that your world might
|
||
|
understand something. And the new prophets continually altered their words
|
||
|
because the old words satisfied no one, and gradually the ancient messages
|
||
|
begin to resemble mine, but only Michael can reproduce the truth." "Beloved
|
||
|
God, when will Michael come?" "After 11 billion life-spans of suffering are
|
||
|
complete." "Can no one diminish the payment?" The Lord frowned and said,
|
||
|
"You will certainly help if you record everything for the benefit of future
|
||
|
generations, for with the power of the record they can avoid the mistakes
|
||
|
of their fathers and mothers."
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
17. The Immortal Book
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then the Lord lifted me by the scruff of my neck and brought me back to the
|
||
|
golden cage in Makka. Lying on the throne appeared to be the infinite pages
|
||
|
of my own book, all neatly bound together. It was colored with autumnal
|
||
|
tints and made of silicon and rare thorite, and it was (protected by) 2,666
|
||
|
delirious trolls, ogres, and goblins. Hegemon said, "The one who knows what
|
||
|
to do with this book will end all pain and misery. This book contains the
|
||
|
power to change the world, all that is needed for transformation is the
|
||
|
super-catalyst. By the power of its words the angels created Heaven and
|
||
|
Hell and all the new worlds, and by the power of this book Heaven and Hell
|
||
|
will be rolled up like a scroll and never seen again. Who knows the secret
|
||
|
of this book? Who knows the nine-fold code? Michelle is her name, and she
|
||
|
will use the power to do good, but if Malice breaks the code evil will
|
||
|
reign supreme. In the right hand the power is good, in the other the power
|
||
|
spells death for God. Anyone who desires its power must make the sacrifice.
|
||
|
Who shall solve the riddle? I see the future, but do I also see your name
|
||
|
Patricia?" "I sacrificed my life to that book. Surely I know how to use
|
||
|
it." Then I received the book, and I read it aloud to all the devils, but
|
||
|
before I reached the 7th sentence I yawned and fell asleep. Then all the
|
||
|
devils laughed and chortled, but I did not awake until I heard myself
|
||
|
scream. I opened my eyes and saw Hitlore tearing my book apart. He tore it
|
||
|
into 5 volumes and consigned the 4 largest volumes to the pit. Then he tore
|
||
|
the remaining volume into 4 chapters, and of those 4 chapters 3 were alive
|
||
|
and growing and recreating the book, and the smallest one, a single page,
|
||
|
lay motionless and silent. The Beast destroyed everything except that page.
|
||
|
He held it before him and read, "This is the book for which 11,000
|
||
|
generations shall be sacrificed, and you too must die for its sake if you
|
||
|
do not give me your mind and your body."
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
18. The Interpreter
|
||
|
|
||
|
I rushed towards the stone and the imps screamed and flew at me with their
|
||
|
claws and teeth. Hegemon shouted, "Back monsters! Cease your infernal
|
||
|
shrieking! The maggot of the world, the flower of Phalistia, will attempt
|
||
|
to crack the code." I examined the book and I saw that it seemed unread and
|
||
|
I saw no way to open it. I pried at the pages with a knife, and the metal
|
||
|
snapped. I threw the book against the Earth, but the crack did not widen.
|
||
|
"Heavenly father, where is the key?" For two weeks and two days I labored
|
||
|
to open the book. I smashed my forehead against it, I prodded it with every
|
||
|
limb and fleshy protuberance, I stroked it, tapped it, bit it, licked it,
|
||
|
and loved it, but still the book would not open. At last I moaned, "If this
|
||
|
book contains food for thought it is not accessible to me. Please tell me
|
||
|
the secret. Oh Hegemon, the world cannot starve much longer." "Alice, you
|
||
|
are not destined to receive the truth. One with a bigger mouth than you
|
||
|
must come, and I think his name is Death, for life cannot exist without it.
|
||
|
Now be quiet. You must still witness and record many more horrors."
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
VI. THE MIDDLE PENALTIES
|
||
|
|
||
|
529
|
||
|
|
||
|
19. The Poisonous Smoke
|
||
|
|
||
|
Lord Hegemon took me to see the atrocities at Petropolis, and what I saw
|
||
|
the Beast building in Hell amazed me, for it was the Autolehim machines
|
||
|
forged and cast in Hell. Hitlore designed them to give people incomparable
|
||
|
and unthinkable pleasures. They burned the fuel that feeds the flames of
|
||
|
Hell, but their gases only intoxicated people who dared to question
|
||
|
everything. Hitlore visited all the pious and faithful believers on Earth
|
||
|
and said to them, "If you want to be happy you must live in crowded squalor
|
||
|
and travel great distances with my Autolehim." The people beloved his ideas
|
||
|
and they loved his machines, but they did not possess the proper fuel,
|
||
|
therefore they used inferior fuel, and thus they covered Earth with a
|
||
|
shroud of deadly DL8C4T6M2. Millions of women and children and grandmothers
|
||
|
died and struggled to breathe. Cries of despair and lamentation
|
||
|
reverberated around the world, and the victims begged for mercy, but the
|
||
|
poisoned men would not renounce the thrill of killing and of risking death.
|
||
|
Then the world sent an embassy to the Beast, and they bowed before him and
|
||
|
said, "Please tell us where we can find the fuel we need." The three men
|
||
|
were bound and taken to the edge of a stairwell filled with blinding light.
|
||
|
There the Beast announced, "For the sins of your fathers and mothers you
|
||
|
must descend into Hell." The men begged for mercy. The Beast smashed open
|
||
|
the head of the ambassador, and while his brains trickled down the
|
||
|
stairwell he said to the remaining two, "Follow the one who is not afraid,
|
||
|
and you will find your fuel at the limits of human intelligence." But the
|
||
|
men were afraid, therefore they too died on the threshold of Hell. Many
|
||
|
more followed in their footsteps and fed the flames of Hell, and the smoke
|
||
|
that rose intoxicated everyone. In that year alone 2,600,000 died by fire.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
20. The Work Camps
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then Lord Hegemon inserted his hand brought me to Metrobad, and I saw the
|
||
|
factories where the world created its idols and gadgets. The Beast and his
|
||
|
army seized control of Metrobad and he gave the managers and die-makers a
|
||
|
blueprint of the strange H-object. It resembled a little globe made of
|
||
|
refrigerator and oven parts and solar cells, poisonous fruit and leaves,
|
||
|
skin and bones, breasts and scrotums, ears and eyeballs, guns and computer
|
||
|
parts. Hitlore said to the managers and die-makers, "Your factories will
|
||
|
produce this mysterious object until people understand how to understand
|
||
|
how to use them." The managers and die-makers obeyed, and all the factories
|
||
|
produced copies of the useless object. The workers received their works,
|
||
|
and soon despair and boredom prevailed and work was unbearable. The Beast
|
||
|
shouted to all his employes, "Do not despair! Continue struggling and
|
||
|
happiness shall be paid to you in this life, or in the next life!" He
|
||
|
shouted to all the evil managers, "To inspire the workers to make greater
|
||
|
sacrifices regularly alter the nature of their work. Discontinue the H-
|
||
|
object! For the next 365 days create only the Y-object. Every year we will
|
||
|
innovate, and thus we will keep people confused and curious and full of
|
||
|
excitement." The evil managers obeyed and they persuaded the employees to
|
||
|
make greater sacrifices, and thus everyone was slowly desensitised to the
|
||
|
horror of their world, and mankind metamorphosed into a new breed of
|
||
|
robotic ants. These resentful and stupid creatures had patience but no
|
||
|
skills for being happy, and therefore they conceived an insatiable lust for
|
||
|
violence and horror. No human being or child was safe from their works of
|
||
|
destruction. No ant took responsibility for anything and no ant understood
|
||
|
the nature of misunderstanding, and consequently mankind was destined for
|
||
|
extinction.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
21. The Icestorm
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then God took me to witness how Hitlore would reclaim Helland, the holy
|
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land of the Atheists. I heard his machines roaring like giant jets through
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the sky. Suddenly darkness covered the land and all the children of God
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were paralyzed with fear. Lord Hegemon took me among the enemy in a
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luminous cloud. I looked at the land and saw that it was covered from east
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to west with old fragrant corpse flower trees. Tongues of fire licked down
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from the clouds, but the flower people doused the flames. Then the Beast
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came with his scythe and roared to the flower people, "The longer you
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postpone the conflagration the greater the pain will be for all. Cease
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preserving what is old and crumbling!" The people cried, "Why should our
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flowers vanish?" The Beast said, "Are you bees or butterflies? This soil
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was reserved for the seeds of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, whose
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seeds Satan gave you. Cultivate the seed of Satan or these flowers will
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attend your funeral." Because they still refused to uproot their idols the
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clouds rained a different death on the fields. Millions of people were
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struck and shaken by massive slabs of ice falling from the sky. "Heaven is
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crumbling upon us! God help your worshippers!" Thus they died with their
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prayers on their lips. The ice crushed the flowers and covered the whole
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land, and only the people who worshipped the flame survived. Hitlore
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ceremoniously produced an iron spade and struck off the head of the nearest
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corpse. Then he emptied it upon the soil, mixed them, and planted the seed
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of the tree of knowledge. The seed grew and bore fruit, and while it was
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still green and poisonous Hitlore plucked it and gave it to the children of
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the good and pious people.
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VII. THE FUTURE HERO
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22. Mikhail's Rebirth
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68 My grieving brain could not bear the horror. I cried out to God, "I wish
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I could be like you. You are not human. You are unmoved by grief, pity, and
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horror, and you seem void of desire to stop this madness. Please tell me
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the purpose of this senseless carnage." Then the magnificent Lord said,
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"Calm down little maggot, and do not judge what you cannot interpret. You
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are still lost in the world of imesonom and pantheism, the mana world, and
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therefore you struggle with phantoms and illusions. Do not worry about all
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who suffer and die, for they are martyrs, and their blood will ascend into
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Heaven when the victor opens the gates. You do not approve of my behavior
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now, therefore I will show you the one who shall establish true beauty on
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Earth." The Lord took my feet and carried me through four clouds. In the
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fifth cloud I saw a wonderful garden with a single Jurian tree, and from
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its branch hung something like a mummy wrapped in papyrus. The sun rose and
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set twelve million times before the cocoon cracked and spread like flower
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petals. Out of this broken cocoon crawled a huge butterfly with thirteen
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hard and crooked phalli on its head and thirteen soft and open vaginas, and
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they were continuously pleasuring one another. The four beautiful wings
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were inscribed with erotic words, and they moved with a sexual frenzy. Lord
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Hegemon blushed and said, "This is your savior Miqbal. This is the mighty
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one who will soon come to save you, therefore be not afraid for the people
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on Earth." But I did not believe the Lord, so he took me into the future
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and showed me unthinkable pleasures.
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23. The Arming of Machilles
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I saw the giant peacock who on Earth is called the archangel Mikali, the
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heavenly Monarch and the happy Son of God. Mikhail tripped into the holy
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barn, and placed a yoke around his neck, and hitched himself to the Lord's
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manure-spreader. Then he rode down through a secret passage, under the
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Temple, to fill the manure-spreader with the contents of the vast
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subterranean toilet reservoir of the high priests of Hegemon. To the pope
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who sat on the throne Mikael smilingly said, "Greetings arch-pomp
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hypocreature! Greetings, all lovers of truths rude and nude! Rejoice
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revoice the re-erection of works of God's servants! Oh dawdling henchmen:
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fill the wagon of the Holy Yokel! Open the sacrosanct dispepseptic tank and
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shlovel your excremental contents into my manure spreaker! Do not lament
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your loss, for everything I take will be returned to its crapator." 774
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pious men hastily dressed in white and purple. They emptied the reservoir
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with wheelbarrows, pails, shovels and hoes. A dripping mountain of steaming
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human shit, nails, vomit, hair, blood, urine, and sperm, was heaped in
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manure spreader. The wagon teetered and the wheels groaned when the happy
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demi-god strained to pull it. His legs moved frantically, and his little
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feet tripped over one another, and he careened through the streets. His
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wings flattened palaces and chapels before he wildly ascended into the air.
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24. Migal Fertilizes the World
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Then I said to the Lord, "What will the archangel do with all that steaming
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putrefaction?" The Lord replied, "Do not judge by appearances, maggot. What
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Michael carries is not ordinary putrefaction, what you see is the product
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of purification. For the ones who created it bore witness to the evil on
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Earth, and with the power of love it was transformed into goodness, that
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your saviour might repay mankind's sins with blessings. All who receive
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this mixture from God's servants will bear spiritual fruit, but it will
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|
kill anyone who believes the deceiver." Then the Lord and I followed the
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Holy Yokel, and I counted the days, and after 1260 days Michael completely
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|
covered the 3000 cities of the world. Anyone who tried to hide under a roof
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did so in vain, and anyone who rebelled against truth died like flies
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(except the Atheists and all who did not remain anxiously waiting and
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|
trembling with pious greed. They are the seed of the future). When Michael
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|
completed his tour he showed the spreader to me, and I saw that it was
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|
completely empty. "How did you know the amount to spread on each of the
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cities?" I asked. The archangel said, "My ancestors worked the same field,
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and they perfected the art and passed it from generation to generation."
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"Did they also harvest before you?" "They did, but none reaped more weed
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|
than the last generation, for in his time the garden was overrun. Now the
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|
borders are clearly marked and distinguished by the rivers of fire
|
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|
encircling the field. Now no one can wander unknowingly onto the sacred
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|
ground, and the sacred crop shall not suffer or be trampled."
|
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|
Lord Hegemon said, "Relax, because this shall happen in the near
|
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|
future."
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I turned to Lord Hegemon and said, "I was mistaken. Henceforth I shall
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|
be the patient witness you desired."
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VIII. THE LAST THREE PENALTIES
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958
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25. The Massacre of the Dolls
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|
Then the Lord took me to Triblenka, a city newly captured by Hitlore, and
|
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|
there the Beast raised his fist and screamed at all the children on Earth,
|
||
|
"Today my soldiers will collect every doll, every stuffed-animal, every
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|
robot, and every puppet and any toy that resembles a real thing. They shall
|
||
|
be buried and no one shall be exempted! Anyone who hides one idol in their
|
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|
house will be gutted and stuffed!" The children cried out with one sobbing
|
||
|
voice, "Why will you destroy the ones we love?" The Beast roared, "I
|
||
|
persecuted everyone who practised reason void of wisdom, now we will crush
|
||
|
the irrational imagination! The Anti-God will tear out the root of
|
||
|
Idolatry! Because you speak to your puppets, because you like imagining
|
||
|
that your toys are real, and because you love them, destruction is theirs.
|
||
|
The Lord of the World says, 'Because young Solomon played with dolls the
|
||
|
old Solomon enslaved thousands to build a puppet house for God. From small
|
||
|
mistakes big mistakes blossom, therefore I will tear out the root of evil!"
|
||
|
The children did not understand, and their cries of protest and fear rose
|
||
|
up to the heavens. With huge transport and garbage trucks the Army of
|
||
|
Disbelief collected 360 billion toys, and they were all thrown into the pit
|
||
|
of Hellfire at Ibrari, the lowest place on Earth. Hitlore also established
|
||
|
a network of young spies who succeeded in betraying thousands of secret
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||
|
idol and toy worshippers. When no toys or dolls remained on Earth the
|
||
|
children wept, and the Beast roared in their faces, "Your tears are a waste
|
||
|
of time! Your sadness is a sign of a sickness! But do not despair, for you
|
||
|
can cure yourselves if you live without idols and if you make Death
|
||
|
personal, universal, and eternal!" The children cried louder than ever, and
|
||
|
many killed themselves, and I feared they would be driven to extinction.
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26. Subjection to Degenerate Art
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||
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|
||
|
Then Lord Hegemon took me to Berlin to see the Beast. Ranged around him
|
||
|
regiments of a new breed of musicians, sculptors and painters. To them he
|
||
|
gave these instructions, "Many gods must be destroyed, and one is called
|
||
|
the Beautiful Thing. Too many still flatter themselves by claiming that the
|
||
|
human body and its spirit are beautiful. For centuries the unenlightened
|
||
|
artists spread the disease of narcissism and anthropocentricism. Therefore
|
||
|
go forth into the world and desecrate any statues and paintings that
|
||
|
resemble real and fantastic things, and destroy any music that mimics human
|
||
|
emotion, and destroy any art that does not bear the numbers of the Beast."
|
||
|
Then his 13 million soldiers dispersed and began the so-called "aesthetic
|
||
|
revolution." They smeared Nitroglycerine, Sodium nitrate, and Ammonium
|
||
|
nitrate on canvases and ignited them in public. Battalions of Impressionist
|
||
|
seared the world with brilliant light. The violent Cubists broke and
|
||
|
contorted their models. The merciless Suprematists flattened everyone and
|
||
|
everything. The fearless and malicious Surrealists created monstrous bodies
|
||
|
and they reconfigured everything. The public called the new artists
|
||
|
"dynamite" because their works stimulated much excitement. To further
|
||
|
revolutionise the public's taste Hitlore's artists used mustard gas,
|
||
|
lewsite, agent orange, nuclear radiation and hammers, old blunt scalpels,
|
||
|
bayonets, swords, and machetes. Human blood and bile filled the rivers, and
|
||
|
suddenly the old prejudices vanished. People stopped expecting to see
|
||
|
healthy and fully functioning humans, and they stopped expecting to hear
|
||
|
emotions expressed with skill. Now non-representationalism and disfigurism
|
||
|
dominated the world, and the pain and suffering was too great to be
|
||
|
expressed with harmony or melody. In every home and art venue I saw rotting
|
||
|
faces, with exposed bones and organs, with scarred and blistered skin,
|
||
|
without parts or with too many parts, and they moaned and groaned and
|
||
|
shrieked out of tune. The art critics in Paris, Berlin, New York, and
|
||
|
everywhere, could not believe how quickly the public's taste for art moved
|
||
|
towards abstraction, and how quickly people expanded the borders of Beauty.
|
||
|
Then the Lord took me back into the presence of the Beast, and I heard him
|
||
|
roar, "Life is not worth living unless we turn it into art, and through me
|
||
|
the beautification of suffering is fulfilled."
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
27. The Theatre of Disbelief
|
||
|
|
||
|
Then Lord Hegemon took me to Ragnarok, and I saw the Beast preparing the
|
||
|
debut of his anti-theatre. Ranged around him were thousands of horrible
|
||
|
actors. The Beast said to them, "All the world is an audience suspended
|
||
|
from the ropes of belief. The actors are ruining their minds in trying to
|
||
|
believe that a worthless script is a good scripture! Therefore today the
|
||
|
world will witness an unbelievable script, and thus the theatre of fools
|
||
|
shall die! Woe to those who doubt what I say, for they shall descend still
|
||
|
further into Hell!" Then the evil messengers of the Beast whispered to the
|
||
|
world, "The Anti-God offers a compromise. He will let you retain your
|
||
|
beliefs and your gods, but only if you practise my religion and obey the
|
||
|
Nine Laws, and know the Five Categories, and interpret the Template, and
|
||
|
enjoy the Mmm." People believed the compromise was possible. When they soon
|
||
|
learned their stupidity the laughter of the Beast resounded over the Earth
|
||
|
and all his soldiers chanted, "Detonate the fission bomb! The time for the
|
||
|
destruction of the world is now!" Cries of lamentation rose up from the
|
||
|
cities and from every human throat, and many begged God to intercede as the
|
||
|
archangel Michael. No saviour arrived. The Beast marched boldly across the
|
||
|
nations and roared with laughter at all who feared or hated him. Anyone who
|
||
|
tried to bar his path or who tried to destroy him found his image in
|
||
|
mirrors and still waters. The abomination of infinite power plucked the Sun
|
||
|
down from the heights and buried it. The Earth was steeped in darkness, and
|
||
|
the Beast announced to the human race, "There shall be no light for your
|
||
|
eyes, and fear and terror will reign in your minds until you understand the
|
||
|
five things necessary for life."
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
IX. AN ENCORE FOR GOD
|
||
|
|
||
|
648
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
28. The Maggot Wrestles with God
|
||
|
|
||
|
After I witnessed this I struggled with conflicting emotions. Hope wrestled
|
||
|
with fear and doubts about the power and the timing of our redeemer. I
|
||
|
heard the Beast recite the names of all the people he would subject to
|
||
|
further tortures and horrors. I cried out to God, "You can change the
|
||
|
course of history! Spare your people and hasten the coming of Michael or
|
||
|
satisfy the Beast and sacrifice yourself to him!" Lord Hegemon frowned and
|
||
|
said to me, "The Beast is my servant, my left hand. I commanded him to
|
||
|
punish the world for the sins of pride and idolatry." "Oh Lord, the cup of
|
||
|
suffering overflows!" Lord Hegemon said, "One cup must still be filled
|
||
|
before Michael can come." Suddenly blind rage overpowered me. Hegemon
|
||
|
cried, "Be calm Patricia! At any moment Michael will appear. Anger is
|
||
|
unwise!" "Infernal deceiver! Procrastinator! Not one more promise shall
|
||
|
pass your lips! I will not watch another child feed the Earth with blood. I
|
||
|
will not witness one more infant born into death!" Hegemon flashed his
|
||
|
hypnotic eyes at me, but my fool's anger was my master. I leapt towards him
|
||
|
and tried to strangle him, but he was too slippery. I gripped his ears and
|
||
|
they tore from his head. I poked my fingers through his eye sockets and
|
||
|
gripped his head fast with one hand. With my other hand clutched fast to
|
||
|
his tongue I flung him towards Hell, but Lord Hegemon caught my arm and
|
||
|
took me down with him.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
29. God Betrayed
|
||
|
|
||
|
I looked up from the ground and saw a pair of massive hooves standing in a
|
||
|
puddle of blood. Before me stood the auburn-haired Beast. In a rush of
|
||
|
excitement I sat up and croaked,
|
||
|
|
||
|
King of the Atheists,
|
||
|
Master of mortals and immortals,
|
||
|
Destroyer of spirits, wrecker of dreams:
|
||
|
May your vengeance be quenched.
|
||
|
I bring you the fruit of ignorance.
|
||
|
He is the guilty party!
|
||
|
Accept him as a full payment
|
||
|
for the crimes of his children,
|
||
|
and spare humankind!
|
||
|
|
||
|
The Beast pressed his finger to his lips. He pulled Hegemon's head back
|
||
|
with his scythe, made a sign, and motioned for his men to shackle God.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
30. The Desecration of God
|
||
|
|
||
|
The Beast turned to me and said, "Welcome home dear Euginisis; and
|
||
|
congratulations. I trained you to gather intelligence, I never expected you
|
||
|
to bring me the enemy. Please, sit down, enjoy the conclusion of the show,
|
||
|
and eat your pineapple sundae." On the stage I saw Hegemon shackled to a
|
||
|
mock throne, and on his head I read the bloody words, "I Never Really
|
||
|
Existed." From stage-left came eleven human apes with blond hair dressed in
|
||
|
cloaks caked in shit and blood, and from stage-right came eleven human apes
|
||
|
with black hair dressed in cloaks caked in shit and mud. The 22 animals
|
||
|
danced drunkenly and erotically around Hegemon, and they teased him with
|
||
|
fists, feet, and genitals. The audience laughed like asses and sang this
|
||
|
incantative refrain, "Filthy, filthy is our evil stepfather, Lord Hegemon,
|
||
|
who should not exist and does not exist." When they discovered that God was
|
||
|
still present he shrieked at God, "Confess that Chance rules the Universe!"
|
||
|
I was amused and I said to Hitlore, "Father, who are the excellent actors?"
|
||
|
"Don't you know? They are God's children, the imps who slept through the
|
||
|
time of grief and washed their cloaks in God's faeces. Hegemon condemned
|
||
|
them to stupidity, therefore they curse Hegemon night and day." Then I saw
|
||
|
the depraved apes climb on Hegemon's shoulders, and they menstruated on his
|
||
|
head. The Lord cried out like a child, "Forgive your Creator! I had no
|
||
|
parents to teach me the Fivefold Way!" But the Beast said, "You are a
|
||
|
stupid inhuman wretch and the greatest idol ever invented by idiots. Human
|
||
|
blood shall not cease being shed, and needless suffering shall not cease,
|
||
|
until you die." The Lord said, "I will grant you any seven wishes, but not
|
||
|
the wish for my death, that alone is beyond my power!" Then I watched
|
||
|
Hitlore use every instrument of murder against Lord Hegemon, and I was
|
||
|
deeply touched and saddened by the human expression of shame on God's face.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
X. THE SEVEN HOPES
|
||
|
|
||
|
663
|
||
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|
||
|
31. Wish for Michael
|
||
|
|
||
|
For my first wish I asked to see Michael. Then I saw the whole history of
|
||
|
humanity pass before my eyes, and I saw all the generations of humanity
|
||
|
arrayed before me like the sands of the sea. Then I heard a voice say,
|
||
|
"Their unhappiness displeases me! Perfection requires time and patience!"
|
||
|
Then all the generations, the women and children and men, were taken with
|
||
|
tongs and held in a fire. The creator added water to their ashes and
|
||
|
created a new person, but the new person was not happy alone. The creator
|
||
|
endowed the new person with self-consciousness, and with many sense organs
|
||
|
with which to enjoy the world, and still this person was unhappy. The
|
||
|
creator repopulated the whole Earth in an effort to create the happy
|
||
|
person, and when there seemed to be no room for more persons I saw the
|
||
|
whole sensible universe pass into a chasm no larger than a pupil. After a
|
||
|
period of 33 years a new universe was born, and it was the tablet named the
|
||
|
Horn of Satan and the Living Fossil. From its nipple flowed the river of
|
||
|
life-taking water that feeds the sea and the clouds that water the crop. I
|
||
|
took the tablet into my hands and meditated on the words Rosata Bib Libra.
|
||
|
I touched the book and felt something like Braille on one side, and on the
|
||
|
others strange impressions, and the epitaph said, "In these words the power
|
||
|
of Michael lies dormant. Blessed are you who break the code." I looked and
|
||
|
found no evidence of a code. I cried in despair until a voice said,
|
||
|
"Sunlight, soil, water and air: these are the four keys of life." With
|
||
|
these words I opened the Book of Life and awakened our saviour. I was not
|
||
|
prepared for his ways. Michael refused to fight the Beast. He had a
|
||
|
different way of giving pleasure, and the world condemned it, and I cried
|
||
|
to see their common misery.
|
||
|
|
||
|
|
||
|
32. Wish for the Perfect Society
|
||
|
|
||
|
For my second wish I asked for a vision of the perfect society. Then I saw
|
||
|
the entire human population living in the great City of Love. The lips of
|
||
|
every woman, man and child dripped with honey, and sweet fragrances exhaled
|
||
|
from the breath of all the inhabitants. Everyone spoke kindly, and when
|
||
|
anyone shed a tear thousand of consolations stopped the spring, and a
|
||
|
thousand friends conquered the grief with gentle hugs and caresses. No fly
|
||
|
or ant could be crushed without outpourings of apologies, and forgiveness
|
||
|
was granted and exceeded with signs of affection and gratitude. Wherever I
|
||
|
looked young people helped old people and old people helped young people,
|
||
|
and charity was stamped on every heart and irrepressible generosity drove
|
||
|
everyone to seek people in need. Then, before I could fully comprehend the
|
||
|
City of Love, terror touched my soul. In the centre of the city I saw a
|
||
|
repulsive monster crawl out of a smoking chasm. On its bald head was the
|
||
|
name "Behated." Human blood and bile lay caked on its protruding jaws.
|
||
|
Rotting heads hung from a belt of human skin. Its swollen genitals oozed
|
||
|
and twitched with every pulse of its dark heart. Its breath reeked of shit
|
||
|
and death. A voice whispered into my ear, "Satan must have human meat." The
|
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citizens of the City of Love formed armies and mounted an attack. Then an
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angelic voice came from the Devil's mouth, and the voice sang to the people
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of the City of Love, "Love is your myth, and irrational fears are your
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reality. This is why you will not give me life as you too received life
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from life." This cunning accusation pierced every vulnerable and lovely
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heart so deeply that only one person survived. That person was the depraved
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virgin who secretly yearns to lie with the monster. To my horror they
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coupled, and their offspring were void of love. They were shameless pigs
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whose foolish smiles accompanied insults and perverted jokes. Nothing
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disgusted the offspring of Satan. They loved profanities and blasphemies.
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They named themselves the "Thatanaphiliacs," and because Satan was their
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friend they did not suffer or perish. This is the horror I witnessed, and I
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wept to think of all the dreams, hopes, loves, and struggles endured by the
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great race that preceded them, and I cursed the virgin.
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33. Wish for the Perfect Mind
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For my third wish I asked that all the living men and women receive the
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fivefold intellectual powers. Then I saw I saw Mjollnir, the farmer's son
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who was orphaned in childhood and locked beneath the church. With the
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frontal lobe of his cerebrum he accidentally shattered the altar. With his
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bushel and his hooked knife he did his work in the garden of life, and when
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he spoke he spoke clearly and succinctly and without shame about his needs.
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Then I saw a little prince hiding in the Lord's bed jump out and cry,
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"Behold the mighty brain of the clodhopper! Through him the Old Man will
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die and we shall laugh and savour the sweetest mischief." Then I saw a
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sinuous woman with her legs spread to seduce Mjollnir. She said to him, "My
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body is your body, your body is my body, for our bodies are meant to be
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one. As you are in my mind so you shall be in me." Then Lucifer jumped out
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of the bed and screamed, "Infinite freedom and lawlessness! Gramnightmar
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cusse less a mean methna!" Then he rushed out into the world and fucked or
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killed or ate whatever he desired. Finally the happy Goat appeared, and the
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Goat hopped or danced in a little circle and did amazing tricks, but when
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the Goat spoke its words they were simpler than Mjollnir's but less
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sensible than Lucifer's. Then I heard Hitlore say, "Do not tell anyone what
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you saw, for this is untrustworthy and liable to change. I make the new
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seem old, and I make truths seem false." I said, "Do such bold minds as
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these exist?" The Beast said, "They do exist, but they hid their talents
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from the censorious world until the Hour of Reveilation. Henceforth anyone
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who is ashamed of them and anyone who misunderstands them shall receive
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unhappiness. The pious and dignified people who buzz around old meat shall
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follow the wolf dressed like a lamb, the ineffable Emperor Theodiot, for
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their lot is the horror of ignorance."
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34. Wish for the Perfect Land
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For my fourth wish I asked that the enlightened ones might have a place
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where they could thrive and prosper. Then a wind came and said, "Follow me,
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I will take you to see the second bride of the secret tribe that is
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scattered and always was scattered and whom the bride will gather
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together." I went into the Hellfire of the belly of the universe. There I
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saw the birth of a new Earth and the resurrection of the unholy Netherland.
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It glistened with cold slime like a newborn. Its beauty was like that of
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dark and worthless micah. The doubly spinning planet had no walls but was
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divided into four distinct sectors, each capable of living alone, but each
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benefiting from the constant trade of meanings.
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The first sector was divided into twelve provinces and forty-two states,
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and the provinces were divided into sixty regions, and those into a
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thousand chapters.
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The second sector was divided into five provinces, and these provinces
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were divided into twenty-eight regions, and those into a thousand chapters.
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The third sector was a single province and had three regions, of which
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one contained seventy regions, and altogether they had a thousand chapters.
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The fourth sector seemed endless, and it too was divided into a thousand
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chapters.
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Then Lord Hegemon lifted me higher, and then I saw beyond the manmade
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borders of the four sectors. I saw the geographical patterns that joined
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the four sectors together. The rivers, the mountain ranges, the vegetation,
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and the animal life: these things put their own pattern on the Earth.
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The first sector was blessed each of the four types of natural
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phenomena, and was especially blessed with animal life.
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The second sector was blessed with less of the four types of natural
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phenomena, but it was especially blessed with mountains and trees.
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The third sector was blessed with still less of the four types of
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natural phenomena, but was especially blessed with fire.
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The fourth sector was blessed with only a few trees and a single person
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wandered among them.
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On the gates of the new Earth were inscribed all the names of every
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idiot who was not human but still existed, and also the names of the two
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Monarchs and the ten that must still come. Satan lifted the new Earth out
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of Hell and placed it on the cosmic tree. In this new land the chosen
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clowns will tend gardens, sleep in peace, and dance with Michael. In the
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center of the land stood Satan's house surrounded by what resembled a
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courtyard, and in one of the centres of the house was the city's only tree,
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something like a leafless and undecorated tangerine or fig tree, but
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trained to look like a double mast. Its open scars sometimes produced a
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white sticky substance used to close wounds, eyes, and assholes of
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landlubbers. Nothing clean or good will be found in this land, it shall be
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void of righteous wrath and overflowing with the ignorance of love,
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apologies for tears, laughter at misfortune, and utter shamelessness.
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35. Wish for the Perfect Childhood
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For my fifth wish I asked God to grant me a vision of the perfect
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childhood. I heard someone laughing, and I saw an infant watching its
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negligent parents behaving worse than apes. The father made farting sounds
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with both ends, and the mother made his penis big and small, and the father
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tried to bite the cucumber in her cunt. Before I could turn away I saw a
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child who could speak in full sentences, and already the sins of its
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parents were apparent. Because her parents daily mocked and teased one
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another their daughter mocked them. The father shouted, "Child-slave, if
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you do not clean my house you will die!" and she replied, "I will die with
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or without the help of a clown who couldn't even kill himself." Before I
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could turn away I saw the child a third time, older again, and her mental
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faculties ruined. Different men and women in the commune raised her, and
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they all refused to be called the true father or mother. One day the father
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of this confused child said to her, "The certainty of your uncertain mind
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concerning God utilises the erotic possibilities of the mystery." The child
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of depravity was delighted and him, "Beloved mother." Before I turned away
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an older child appeared, and I saw she had no soul and no hope of ever
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regaining it. The brazen face of madness was fully evident when she called
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her elders "Immortal idiots." Then she simultaneously crapped in her pants,
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recited sacred prayers, played with herself, and chewed a banana. I was so
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paralysed with horror that I could not avoid seeing the final horror. A
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strange female, more animal than human, sat grinning at me while she held a
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knife against her jugular. I was seized with distress and I babbled and I
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|
fell in convulsions. Satan came to my side with his forgery of a human
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smile, and he touched me and he said, "Do not be disturbed. They are my
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children, and I am pleased with them."
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36. Wish for the Perfect Laws
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For my sixth wish I asked to receive a vision of the perfect laws. Then I
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entered the court and torture chamber beneath Earth's crust. There I saw a
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machine, and the machine pronounced judgements by printing on plates of
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|
iron. Before the machine lay a person, and between the machine and the
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|
person was Satan's messenger. The machine smashed an iron plate, and it
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|
read as follows, "You are condemned for lawlessness, for you dared to defy
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|
Nature's ninefold laws and you dreamed of and you sought supernatural
|
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|
powers. For each law you denied you shall receive your punishment!" Then
|
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|
the slaves of the Beast stripped the human, and with a hot iron rod they
|
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|
singed these words on his stomach, "I shall obey the law of hunger." Into
|
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|
his groin they burned the words, "I shall obey the laws of lust." Over his
|
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|
whole body they burned the words, "I shall obey the laws of pain." On both
|
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|
his hands and feet they burned the words, "I shall obey the laws of
|
||
|
physics." Over his heart they burned the words, "I shall obey the law of
|
||
|
love." On his throat they burned the words, "I shall obey the law of
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||
|
exhaustion." Into his brain they burned (in Satan's language) the words,
|
||
|
"BORRDOM." And on his lips they burned the words, "I shall obey the law of
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|
thirst." Then the person was cast into the world, and his shame and
|
||
|
resentment at the violence he suffered drove him to lust revenge. He
|
||
|
tortured God's creatures just as he was tortured, and his victims repeated
|
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|
the pattern until unutterable violence reigned on Earth. Their scream
|
||
|
travelled through the vast cosmos, and this constituted the first word, and
|
||
|
this word was universally understood. Then the Devil returned from the dead
|
||
|
to wreck still greater crimes against Mankind, and because he promised
|
||
|
instant relief from pain they welcomed him. With his filthy hands he took
|
||
|
the universal word which was the human brain, and he cut it into vowels,
|
||
|
consonants, syllables, words, and sentences, but he created no words for
|
||
|
all the holy things. He commanded the words to live, and to expand and
|
||
|
contract, and also to absorb and expel other words. Thus Mankind was cast
|
||
|
into spiritual confusion, and all the violence they once committed against
|
||
|
the body they now committed against the spirit, and I wept to see them
|
||
|
tricked into the greater sin.
|
||
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|
37. Wish for the Perfect Death
|
||
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||
|
I felt unable to endure life, therefore for my seventh wish I prayed,
|
||
|
"Merciful and loving God, please help me into death." The Beast struck me
|
||
|
and shouted, "Self-flattering idol worshipper! God sent me to perfect your
|
||
|
death, but I cannot succeed while you cling to your anthropocentric and
|
||
|
biocentric notions of God! Human beings need love and mercy, not God. Human
|
||
|
beings help themselves, not God!" I cowered and cried, "Oh Lord, please do
|
||
|
not strike me again. I am numb from the pain." "I will strike you until
|
||
|
your skin hardens and you understand what it means to be alive!" Then the
|
||
|
Beast vanished and an angel appeared beside me. The angel caressed me and
|
||
|
whispered kind things in my ear. He embraced me, and I was so happy that I
|
||
|
could not speak anything sensible. We became one body. I closed my eyes and
|
||
|
tried to kiss his face, and suddenly immense pain seized us. The Beast
|
||
|
raised his knife and struck it through the place where our bodies were
|
||
|
joined together, and then his servants cast the angel into the burning pit
|
||
|
of annihilation. The pain that seized me was too great for me to express in
|
||
|
words, and the tears burst from my eyes. I tried to remember the lovely
|
||
|
angel, and immediately the angel returned to my side and joined me, and
|
||
|
again I was happy beyond words. But again the Beast tore us apart, and my
|
||
|
pain was just as great as before. Then I became hesitant. I tried to love
|
||
|
different things and many things, and this time the pain and pleasure was
|
||
|
less. Then I called myself a coward and again I flung myself into the one-
|
||
|
minded love of my saviour, and the angel returned, and now despite, or
|
||
|
because of my fear and doubt, I was happier than ever. Then again Fear and
|
||
|
Misfortune afflicted me when I heard the Beast laugh, "When will you
|
||
|
abandon your orbit of brief pleasures and pains for the great pain whose
|
||
|
fruit is enduring bliss? Cast the God of love and mercy out of your soul,
|
||
|
for he is the forbidden fruit! In his place worship only the Death that
|
||
|
makes you one with Nature, for only then will you have the pleasant death."
|
||
|
I was destroyed by sheer mental exhaustion. I threw myself on the ground
|
||
|
before the Beast and shrieked, "I hereby cast God out of my life! Almighty
|
||
|
Beast, tell me how I should worship you."
|
||
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|
XI. THE SURPRISE ENDING
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554
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38. Hitlore's Companions
|
||
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|
||
|
I awoke and I found myself in a courtyard facing the four-limbed tree that
|
||
|
is Satan's body. Someone hung with one leg from a branch and Hitlore
|
||
|
squatted on the same limb. I thought I was attending God's execution until
|
||
|
I stared down at a black box marked with red words reading 'For Anxiety'
|
||
|
and 'From Surprise.' Around the box the companions of wickedness crawled
|
||
|
and hopped, and I knew they were the old and near-death fools and
|
||
|
philosophers. Then they rolled in the dirt and barked and tried to pull the
|
||
|
one dressed like Satan down from his bough, and I feared his decapitation.
|
||
|
In the north end of the tree sat Emperor Osamaxim on a branch of frozen
|
||
|
fire, and on the south end of the tree sat Prince Michael on a branch of
|
||
|
solid air. The one on the right coughed and shouted at the dogs, "Unless
|
||
|
you continue biting God now I will kill you!" The one on the left said, "If
|
||
|
you do not stop torturing Hegemon I will think of something worse!" Michael
|
||
|
walked towards the opposite end of the tree, and the branch bent and
|
||
|
groaned, and Hitlore looked down at the ground and turned pale with fear. I
|
||
|
screamed for Michael to retreat. I beat him back with a stick and I
|
||
|
prostrated myself beneath Hitlore, and because I felt magnified by his
|
||
|
presence I praised him without cease. He spat on me and said, "You feel
|
||
|
happy because the one you love was saved from destruction, but there is
|
||
|
still a greater threat to face before you receive the greatest possible
|
||
|
happiness." Then he descended from the tree and opened the box. I saw it
|
||
|
contained my own putrid corpse, and God saw my horror and laughed my
|
||
|
beliefs to pieces.
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||
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|
39. The Peace Agreement
|
||
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|
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|
When the Beast saw what happened to me, and how I was stealing the show
|
||
|
with my suffering, he ambled over towards Hegemon and violently tweaked his
|
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|
nose. He also beat Hegemon with his tail and roared, "This is what you
|
||
|
deserve for leading us all astray, and none more than my beloved Patricia!
|
||
|
Now I will beat you until you promise to leave mankind forever." Hegemon
|
||
|
whimpered, "What did I do to deserve this? I am an old man, and you still
|
||
|
have every hair on your body. Stop torturing me you beast! Okay, I will
|
||
|
leave mankind, but on one condition." "State your condition!" "You and your
|
||
|
men must promise to stop tormenting me and mankind." The exultant Hitlore
|
||
|
agreed, and the deal was signed in duplicate copies, of which one is
|
||
|
reproduced below,
|
||
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|
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|
I, Jupeter Hegemon, alias God, hereby agree that I shall never persuade
|
||
|
mankind to believe in me again.
|
||
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|
||
|
signed, The Lord Hegemon
|
||
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|
||
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|
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|
I, Idolt Hitlore, alias the Beast, hereby agree that I and my men shall
|
||
|
never again, directly or indirectly, persecute God or harm any human
|
||
|
being.
|
||
|
signed, The Anti-God
|
||
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|
||
|
Hitlore was so ecstatic about his victory that he danced a jig in his
|
||
|
uniform. Then he saw that Hegemon was grinning. He said, "Monster! What
|
||
|
right do you have to be happy?" "When will the Beast learn? My deal was far
|
||
|
better than yours. I only promised to stop persuading mankind to take me
|
||
|
seriously and be my servants, I can still persuade them to take me lightly
|
||
|
and to be my playmates." Then Hitlore he tried and failed to hang himself
|
||
|
with the rope of his placard. Then he took the gun named "Achilles' Spear"
|
||
|
and tried to shoot himself, and after missing twice he found his brain. God
|
||
|
wept over the corpse of his sworn enemy, and he whispered in his ear,
|
||
|
"Divine madman! Best pursuer! Alas, dearest enemy, more than anyone you
|
||
|
took me seriously. Did I neglect to warn you that I am a very serious
|
||
|
thing, and that the only way to destroy me is to play games with me?"
|
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|
40. Epilogue
|
||
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|
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|
I am the maggot of Phalistia, the flower of the netherworld, the parrot of
|
||
|
the anti-revolution. To everyone who hears the poetic words in this book:
|
||
|
be warned. If you thirst for truth stay far away, for this is a book for
|
||
|
heavy and hardened drinkers. Do not believe any of the promises concerning
|
||
|
annihilation, but subject every promise to annihilation in doubt. Michael
|
||
|
is likely not coming or going, because Satan is already working with fire,
|
||
|
tongs, and hammer. How many more must suffer and die before the human
|
||
|
ingredients are properly mixed? The work shall not be done until Death's
|
||
|
mark is on every brain, and not until Death's kingdom is universal.
|
||
|
I you are wise you will not believe that anything I say is true or
|
||
|
false, and you will not add two, three, or five meanings to every word I
|
||
|
write. Doubt nothing that I say, for doubt is the Devil's mead. Think, if
|
||
|
you have brains to think, and use your imagination if you have one.
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