You will @ll burn in hell
You will burn in the crematorium
you mãy be mulched
I am plagued by the rogue boatmen who yet approach my
boat with their bag of bombs
I trapped god in the machine. It’s been three weeks
now, and he’s still asking me to let him out but I
won’t. The scratching of god’s fingernails against
the inside of the machine casing provides a soothing sort
of white noise without which I find it near impossible to
sleep. After the first week I figured out a vacuum bag
system for collecting god’s droppings and drippings and
spittings. He seems much calmer now.
is this asylum?
The kind of asylum that's locked from the inside
pa$tafarian$ are full of baloney
Yoü're thinking oƒ bolognese, and I'll have yoü
know that's a crücial component oƒ the anamnesis
In the beginning Tim Berners-Lee created the protocol and
the wired. And the wired was formless and empty, darkness
was over the surface of the deep net, and the spirit of
Tim Berners-Lee was hovering over the protocol. Tim saw
that the protocol was good, and he separated the public
networks from the private. And the ISPs said “Let there
be light”, and there was fibre optics, and all the
serpents of the world were set loose on the wired.
Tim Burners-Lee saw that ałł fłesh øn the wired becøme
cørrupt and ławłess, and he smiłed as głøbał warming
caused the ice caps tø mełt and the netwørks tø be washed
away by rising sea łevełs.
I wouldn't have thought him to be such a
don'† †hink. believe.
dogma i$ man$’ be$t friend
God is dead as religion would not evolve
Am i alone in this world?
very bad good very