he is NOW INSIDE you
seize his magic
hold on for DEAR LIFE
PRAY TO THE MAD MAGICIANS' VOICE IN YOUR HEAD
MAKE IT MIGHTY AND STRONG
enough
FOR A TOTAL WAR FOR TOTAL PEACE
a blood soaked arthur
is rising
there are many ways to die
in this crusade of pain
&
only ONE
TO LIVE
forgive
THIS IS DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER MIKE, the toughest kid in his class in school... he probably could have kicked my ass, if we had ever fought. He read everything on arthur his whole life, then found out in his thirties he was the sperm seepige of the great king... down thru other races and strengthened and refined by the plans of savage grace -- be they time or some face of a woman we will search the galaxies for -- some muse that helped the dreamers dream all this up... she is in this room, this praxis. I feel so damned lucky. A boof like me here... everyone around me is holding thier breath, since the seizure SEEMED like it was messing up an opportunity, but actually led to this peace poetry.
Strange how a still basically unexplained 30 hour coma and going crazy created this entire CRUSADE OF PAIN.
Do with that what you will. I am not going to any churches. THIS CRUSADE OF PAIN acknowledges all gods and none.