You can travel deep into the Earth and find WORLDS within worlds. Like attraction to the ZONE 4-FLEX, where the magma heats your WOMAN SPICE and the tree-scar relents before the ROD. I saw that world, and met the uniformed belly dancers, and sought after the rock cocaine.
When you work in the below place, you do it in stages of PRESSURE … high pressure, low pressure … metal casements and concrete and steel.
It takes 3 days to get to your destination – 30 miles below the surface of the Earth …
30 miles down, in the dark heat of the Earth, where people drink wine fermented from brown recluse spider venom, and they slowly go blind.
I met HALDOON, a JING-JIT-BEING … down there.
I met that rock man, and looked into his silicon eyes.
He would tell me stories of the last YORT-Queen, and how his men fought wars against the MOLE PEOPLE to control the MAGMA FARMS of T’limpf and FROH.
Haldoon told me to follow this path:
- Steep-man gave me 3 flasks of TORG-WINE.
- A woman dressed in slacks with a dead head t-shirt and sandals.
- Four weird pit bulls …
- Your impacted bowel and the hardest poo EVAH …
- Kelp garden near Astoria where the last sea lions make love.
- Honest Joe and his rotten bow and the lost stag, he wouldn’t brag.
- Lost little Mary-Francis, taken to a farm in Kansas, told to make a basket straw, now her dead baby calls from afar …
- A microphone preacher in VEGAS, calling after the blonde hooker Debbie.
- Hoard plastic forks.
- Learn to make friends with ravens.
- The RED HARBINGER AWAKENS in the EAST.
- A smoky redress of grievances, as STEVE MCQUEEN races against time, and your mom gets lost at the pharmacy.
- Hell is lost to the STRANGER DANGER, somewhere in Jamaica
- Greek goddess frets, no one lets her breathe, the vapors rise up to her dress, and her sleeve is covered in goat’s blood.
- Pack your WOUNDS with dirty rags and dead pigeons …
- UNSEAT the MORGANITE GENERAL, sell his sword to David.
- Big Foot and the Wookie people prepare the last bastion, and there armies are coming, and your women will wail in pain.
THESE ARE THE BROKEN WORDS OF HALDOON!
A TIME IS COMING TOO SOON …
Your family will hustle and run from the fright, but the night won’t let go, and your world won’t stop spinning.
Because he is winning, for now …
And he is the MASTER of CONFUSION.
So said Haldoon.