Chapter XX: Straight to Hell

This is not going to go anywhere. 

The second book of the Trilogy never does. 

This is what happens when God gets writers block.

it will begin now...

Frontier the First: the Landfill

i. no parking, no smoking, no swimming... these are just words.

ii. and their only words unless their true.

iii. however, shoes are required to ride the bus.

iv. although, that same bus will let you carry on a large ominous back-pack with a short sword (yes, not a machete; distinct difference) sticking out of it.

v. please note: they will charge you a dollar for bringing on the backpack. 

vi. bathrooms are for paying patrons only. 

vii. please save all explosive diarrhea for public restrooms. 

viii. well, some go this way, and some go that way; but i just sort of trail off in some direction with no real destination.


ix. maps get you to frames of mind. it's your feet that get you somewhere.


x. follow your gut instinct. after you've eaten, follow your intuition.  

xi. after you've jumped to conclusions, make sure they don't jump you. 

xii. then follow your heart.

xiii. its very important that you find it and put it back into place. 

xiv. chase your fears.

xv. you should have never let them get away from you in the first place.

xvi. chase your dreams.

xvii. you'll catch up to the illusionary eventually. 

xviii. love is blind. 

xiix. so it's probably a really bad guide to pick. 

xix. follow yourself. 

xx. you'll end up in circles. 

21. you know, quite honestly: fuck the Romans. 

22. because finally the moment came where i began again with the proclamation that Pluto himself had never existed!

23. i love glory by murder by the entire fucking Senate more than i fear death by murder by the entire fucking Senate. and yes I am that clever. profanity.


Sentence: Even if God is dead, at least Mathematics will always be there to save us. 

Satori:

Just the place for a Snark!

Mantra: 

Outstanding-and-that's-what-you-tell-em

Fossick:

The One and Only.