Adventures in Parallel Universe
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The 5th Passage - A Lesson Learned in Time
I hadn’t planned on killing Poroshenko, I hadn’t even known about the parade until it was happening. I
saw that he was shaking hands with people up & down the road so I made a decision. I waited in line as
he came down the street, smiling, jostling, shaking hands with his citizens; I was about 10 feet away
from a woman who was shaking his hand & I waited patiently. As he finished & continued down the
street I stood forward & when he reached his hand, I pulled out my .38 & shot him in the head. & then
the chaos ensued…
I don’t know if I ran, I don’t know if I was shot, I don’t know if I was beaten to death to by the wild
excitement of the crowd it was so long ago, but I know I must have died. After the transition back unto
thought, I dropped earth back unto the ground; perhaps it was my funeral, perhaps it was the passing of
dead emotion, perhaps it was the realization that finally merged with the thought that my high school
sweetheart had in fact been a whore & all of my friends had slept with her. One I know had even gone
so far as to eat her pussy until had turned blue; it felt a lot like dropping a gun & I knew the skein of time
was not so much inverted as much as it had become transfixed. I was able to see multiple realities for
the briefest of moments, faster than a split second, faster even than the formation of a spark & I was
reminded of a pain from 20 years; at last extinguished unto the dark void of reality. & then I knew that
Mumia had himself pulled the trigger, for there is really no other way to explain it.
[OCCULTUM] Horus as pictured in hieroglyphic form & darkness & the red of sun stretching out into an
umbilical cord; the transience of all time & space & through the blackness of no light a man is eating the
flesh not of his bride but of someone he knows/knew & the horrible, horrible feeling that it is me whom
is consuming the flesh, never to escape, never to exist again. At least it is only one world.
Hail Satan, for the Black God Great Horus now walks amongst us
