I defend impossible and absurd renditions of life’s mysteries on the basis of conquest of peace and joy. There was a time I awaited the literature of scientific research and sermons of religious doctrine to undertake the extraction of viruses and bacterias of misery and suffering. I enabled debilitated institutions by prolonged examination and irrelevant probing of principles which led me on a vicious circle of unanswered questions and unrelinquished pain. I coped with the agony of broken-heartedness to the point the threat of self-annihilation implored the universe the urgent care of a soul on the brink of flatlining.
Traditional creeds, hypothetical statements, ecclesiastical rituals, methodical experiments, and catechismal precepts proved fruitless in the recovery of a wretchedly disarranged heart, body, and mind. Far beneath the layers of defensive armory and grisly wounds lay a diminutive, unapparent seed of potent desire to express the infinite vastness of human existence. To this condition spoke the words, the books, and the people of unscientific magic, druids of faith, the music of rainbows, and the supreme idea I can also be the truth, the way, and the life.
Whatever anatomy of mind, body, and spirit lay dormant in the catacombs of terrestrial plight awakened to the invocations of extraterrestrial might. More than my mind, my heart has been eloquently literate in the library of what struggling minds label unreal, absurd, and impossible. Instead of establishing the direct link between the “spoofy” literature and remarkably undeniable and unforgettable transmutation of a disillusioned soul, the community slaps this cosmic truth with the political correctness of spontaneous remission.
Sound the alarm, blow the whistle, and clang the bell that here stands the culprit of folly, the thief of respectable institutions, and the destroyer of scientific facts. Let the joy of my heart, the peace of my mind, and the laughter in my life proclaim the insistence for the excavation and revelation of long forgotten truths to dispel long standing lies.
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