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I Have Seen GOD and He Is Pissed
Written August 1995

(First piece I ever wrote) I have seen God and He is pissed.

I am falling.  I plummet, falling from the sky, like an Archangel from HEAVEN.

I pass through wispy cirrus clouds, feeling their icy touch like a scorned lover's embrace.

As I gaze past my nakedness to the sky below, Isee a roiling mass of purple, a thunderhead.

Ages high and ages wide, it crawls across the sky like a bloated slug returning to the wetness by dawn's early light.

I can see the birthplace of lightning, a great compartment of blazing, white hot energy.

My eyes hurt from gazing at this Cradle of the Gods and I am forced to look away.

The sounds rock my body like an Easter band rocking to a tune unknown and it  reverberates through my chest.

Boom!

Smash!

It rolls over my body, and I quiver. Passing through the boundary between light and dark,  I feel cold.

The clouds begin to get very rough and I put myself into that land of no-thought.

My senses start to overload as the sights and sounds pound into my head with force of the mightiest steam trains

<whooooossh><chuggachuggachuggachugga>.

I'm tossed around like a rag doll being held by a little girl in the throes of a furious tantrum, and I shake.

Being thrown from one front to another, banging into pure force, as hard as a wall, I travel.

This is the only way to travel in this place, space of God-Trace.

Still, I fall through the mightiest of storms, and I'm pounded like a molecule in a heat-pattern, rebounding and unbounding.

Everything starts to fade as I see a solid wall before me. Looming larger larger than life, the wall builds and grows before me.

Please GOD DON'T LET ME HIT IT!!!!

I cringe as I pass through the dark boundary between what is known and what can never be.
 
 

I pull the cord....

I stir....

I bleed....

I am alive.... I have seen GOD and He Is PISSED!



Voyager Sure As Hell Doesn't Look Back!
<Subtitle: The Brief History of....SHIT!, everything!>

Written 1995


Darkness. A VOID, THE VOID.

The universe (or lack thereof) is silent.

A detonation, so powerful the mere suggestion of it's magnitude brings on a crushing headache, consumes and creates everything. A blinding onrush, an explosion, fills all there is.

One force permeates and binds all. Energy rules over the infinitesimal universe for the half second before order.

    Through interactions only a handfull of crazy-haired scientists truly understand, energy becomes matter. Tiny particles zip through the cloud of trillion-degree heat, breaking up patterns and creating anarchy in the energetic void, now filled. These tiny corpuscles start to link up in dizzyingly complex structures that, in turn, link up with other quarks and subatomic funballs, forming molecules. Vast, boundless forces of nature align and cause a tremendous conversion of all energy to matter and its counterpart, antimatter. Matter and its bastard brother collide and annihilate each other in a beautiful ballet of energy release that goes on and on, with neither the victor. Then, amazingly, a fault appears in nature's plan, a slight advantage of matter over antimatter. This margin grows as more and more collisions occur, with matter finally grasping domination and wielding total power over a newborn Universe.

    Billions of years later, energy has coalesced into matter on a grand scale, ever expanding away from the site of the creation and detonation of the infinitely massful particle. Cosmic dust particles have begun to attract each other and coagulate into ever-thickening balls of a grab-bag ofparticles, quarks and other tid-bits of matter. There comes a point however, when the force is too great for the particles to remain separate and they fuse, igniting the ball of dust into a bright ball of fire, a newborn star.

    These stars live for many billions of years and go through many wonderful and varied life stages. The death of a star is impossible for any GOD to watch and not feel a fiery tear roll down an immortal cheek. Countless stars form and draw on other stars, which in turn pull others together, until a massive galaxy is born. At the heart of any of these massive congregation of stars is usually a black hole. These invisible monsters have absolutely ravenous appetites for matter, energy or anything that floats by its gaping maw. The crushing gravity is so iron-powerful that even light cannot escape its greedy hold.

    Smaller dust clouds orbiting the stars sometimes coalesce into planets and satellites. Planets usually have a fiery birth with tectonic forces raging inside the planet, spewing forth lava, shifting plates and causing other surface changes to be made. Sometimes complex organic molecules form on these planets and time and time again form intelligent life, with the capability to leave the planet behind and explore the stars. These organic beings are the next evolution in the universe, able to harness the forces of nature and wield them over all the universe.

The Universe though, carries on as if these powerful ants on it's back do not exist.




Slave To Your Need
Written Late 1995

Wind in my eyes, can't do it again

Don't see the road ahead, just the death behind

Speed, need it, need to get away from you

I'm a slave to your hunger to invade, invade my veins

Stick it in, plunge it down, receive your chain

"I own you, bitch.  I won't let you go"

Got a fire burnin in my heart, don't have much time

I see you on your horse, whip in hand, gettin' close

But you won't get me, I have a plan.

I'll be free and you'll have to find another slave

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