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DoG has spoken! - He slams closed the Bibull. A ghastly invisible choir sing "Memory" from Cats, as the strange man beneath the lamp pole stands to leave. He rises and collects his folding chair, donning the top-hat you do not remember from before. He seems to have forgotten his screaming sign, "The End is Nigh", as he begins to scamper away, with a curt nod as if to indicate that he had been on your side all along, but he seems to be gone now, and you are having trouble remembering something you had forgotten, something important, like a date with the most alluring girl around, but fading as a cloud of perfume, if only you could recall, somewhere else, another time, another place: this is so important. - "Use the force..." - It is a voice without a body. It is not right, and you had not noticed for a moment how god-awful and detestable everything actually Is in "reality," because you were lost in a dream, asleep.

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Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, look at me when I talk at 'chu. You sure got a purty face, why don't 'chu smile like a donut? Let me tell you a secret, it's the doG's honest truth, I was there, I saw the whole thing, and the doG was really a god, and God was actually a doG. It is so important, I just gotta say it, you are so beautiful. Why don't you smile? When you remember that, you will understand everything. But, first you must wake up! The sleeper must awaken! Dreaming, men have a variety of religious experiences. Some are healthy, some are sick. Some are personal, others public. It is all a matter of perspective. Matter is energy. Like turning your gaze slightly askew, like an angle whose numerical value is a constant reminder of the Babylonian contribution to human mathematics. Or, was it a gift from the grey aliens? They are angels in indentifiable flying objective "realities", far truer than anything you "know".

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What, What, What was I saying? Can I get an Amen? Praise Jeebus. Thank doG almighty, I am free at last. Sing it loud, and sing it proud, from the mountaintop, from the head of a pin. Sing, my angels, sing! [<Ventriloquism>] [Rolls the dice] ((Gift: Song of Kokopelli)) - A song like laughter seems to resonate in every cell of your being, so softly it cannot be heard, but felt. It moves you... - You are floating, flying like in a dream, but sinking, drowning in a nightmare: hell of your own creation. A wise physician says, "Come out of that." "Come out of our shell, and discover who you truly are." But, the sympathetic man is like a swimmer in a pool where everyone else is drowning, catching at him, dragging him to the deep end. The End is Nigh! But you are such a fool, with a pumpkin on your head. Can't you see what you're doing to yourself? What you're doing to me?

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God smiled and said, "Luna, you are as beautiful as any creature that has ever existed. You have nothing to fear, for the creatures who left you are still close by, and they will return to you when they are ready." - She did no like this answer. - "It is true that I am beautiful, but the Earth has a special beauty all her own, and I am still all alone." "You will never be alone! I will sing to you each night, after the sun has slipped away. I will sing to you of your beauty from this day forward, for I did not mean for you to lose..." "But what shall I do?" Asked Luna. "The sun will comfort you and keep you warm during the day. When night comes again, I will sing to you. That is all I can do." - Luna felt slighted by this offer.

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Land was new to them, so the stayed on the land, grateful for a place to rest. - This is so important. - His Song was long and glorious, and many creatures came on their own, falling from the stars to listen to doG sing. Some were animals, and others were monsters. What? I'll tell you about the monsters... let me tell this my own way. A few creatures, like the Platypus, doG created. He made them as individuals, for God had no need of servants... Not all servants are mindless, but that is not the point. He wanted fun, and interesting conversation, so he dreamt each of his creations as different as he could. Except maybe for Platypus. I've heard it said that he was out of ideas... He just repeated parts of the song in a different order, to see what he would get. - This is so important.

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A wizard arrives. There is a wolf, a ghost, and a vampire. They were all so sad. Let me tell you... [Rolls the dice] Once upon a time, there was a doG. He was the First. When you remember that, you will understand everything else. In the very beginning, when the world was new, there was little for doG to do. He had no friends, and no one else to talk to. He was so sad. So he dreamt of others. He dreamt of ducks, for they liked to chatter and keep him company. He dreamt of water, so that it could sing him to sleep. For awhile that was enough. But, later he grew tired of ducks and water, and decided to make the rest of the Earth. He did this by singing, dreaming as he had when he created ducks and the water. - It was wild.

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Turn the corner, as you would turn a page (or turn a zombie) and you will see a shape that looks like a cube, no... two cubes compounded, fuzed together, like a lion and a lamb, chimera... or maybe more like a dragon, or serpent, coiled around a great tree, with a forked tongue, hung with silver apple bells... a magic wand that can cast any spell, every spell you could possibly imagine, like in a dream or twisted fairy-tale. Wake up! You must remember, this is all a dream. Wake up! ...square gardens. Rows of vegetables. Fruit trees, floating in the heavens. It was epochal, world changing, Earth shifting, uplifting, ground swelling, and a few other things, but I cannot tell. I forgot. It was a secret. Still thy tongue, I was not done yet, but only just begun. The End is Nigh! Lemme tell you a story...

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Ha, Ha, Ha, Lemme tell you a story, a very old story. Think of a circle with a folding split in it. Do you see? Upelluri! The whole world sleeps with you! Like a massive slow-motion orgy, everyone getting busy, buzzing like bees, like birds, sniffing your flowers. Flowers with amazing powers! Flowers that will never wilt. An ever flowing stream of consciousness, filled with flowers: roses all, by any name. A lily, lotus-petaled passion flower, with healing powers, magical flowers of life and light. : You cannot turn away, entranced, enchanted : [Rolls the dice] DoG almighty! The End is Nigh! Wake up! Embrace the rapture! Let your heart be filled! Let yourself be drawn up into the cloud! A flaming chariot, with spinning wheels within wheels, plots within plots, and fields within fields. Like a plane, but somehow different, like a tesseract folded in on itself. The End is Nigh! But it is just a corner.

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Ha, Ha, Ha, I remember! Lemme tell you, It happened so long ago that we all forgot. - What is your favorite memory??? - I remember this!!! Love is the answer! Stop buying stuff!!! Never carry wealth! It is forbidden! So it is written! - He scrawls on a paige of his Bibull. - So let it be done! [Rolls the dice] I just love the sound that they make, like angels dancing on the head, but there were infinite angles, each unique, special, perfect in its own right. The head of a pen, like a ball-point, just scratching the surface, but we must go deeper. - He turns the page. - There was the most beautiful image, like a painting in a dream, all swimming in color, like a rainbow, but somehow tangible, coherent, real. Like I was saying... all too real.

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Ha, Ha, Ha, Lemme tell ye a story,  a very old story. It is so very important, you must remember. Wake up! You're too late. He just left. - Elvis has left the building. - But, we do honor to the King, Jeebus Crust, doG almighty. I am your voice. Can you hear me? I love you... but not that stupid kind of love, the love of the blind, love of the living dead. - ooh, spooky. - No, doG, I love you like that creepy uncle who touched me when I was young, but I forgot... no. I choose not to remember. But, what is a rose? Eros? Euros? Arroz? By any other name, my love for you is a romance written in the sand, washed clean by the tide, by the Moon, hidden, secret, and safe. But I will always remember, like it was the very first time... do you have the time? I think I am running late... but I forgot.

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I forgot how to laugh, a long time ago, in a galaxy far away. I forgot that I was just dreaming; it was all just a dream, but a nightmare that I could not awaken from. Wake up! Don't you hear the song? It is so loud. - It is actually quite soft. - Am I screaming? No, I'm dreaming. Wake up! - He pinches himself so hard that blood is drawn from the fore of his arm. - It runs in a trickle, like a pure spring. I am a fountain. I am a tree! Am I dreaming? Where in hell was I? Am I lost? A wizard is never lost, but arrives precisely where he intends... when he intends. Are you there? Are you listening? The voices come from all around... raps are the easiest to get. [Rolls the dice]

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I just gotta tell you, long story short: It was epochal, world changing, earth shifting, uplifting, ground swelling, paradigm altering, and a few other things, but those are secrets I dare not tell! Am I yelling? I cannot tell!! - He pulls his hair, in a gesture that is purely primal... It seems insane to you, but it is all true. - So very true, I could not have said it better myself. It was a very good story, an old story, older than anything you "know", about a "god" that Time forgot. Ullikummi, I dream. Muses guide my tongue. Three musics, nine museums, displays of infinite variety. Such is the word of doG. - But, it is actually a song. - [<Ventriloquism>] [Rolls the dice] ((Gift: Song of Kokopelli)) The voices resound, their song sounds familiar... can you hear me now?? It was a joke, a terrible joke. God just wanted to laugh, I wanted to laugh. Can you hear me? Ha, Ha, Ha.

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Ha, Ha, Ha, Hey! Pay attention! I weren't finished yet, be patient. My child, be patient. Respect your elders. Show no mercy to the weak. Always accept a challenge! - That is the first rule. - Always stop to help the injured, Defend the Stars from all that would cause them harm, Never strike out, Always against the worm, Never turn away from a dare, a challenge, Never strike out, Never carry wealth. Trust in God to provide! I am doG! - He tugs anxiously on his T-shirt, screaming "God is dead." - I am doG and you are dreaming! Ullikumi, I slumbered! Awaken thou sluggard! You Fool, wake up. - He presses towards your forehead. - : You suddenly feel drunk, dizzy, spinning : [Rolls the dice] ((Gift: The Dance of Dionysus)) Hold on, Hold on, Hold on, let me grab fer mah Bibull. - He grabs his Bibull. It is an old book, older than anything you have ever seen before. - : You dare not turn away :

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[<Ventriloquism>] - The sound is of a choir of angels singing in the distance, nearby. Suddenly you feel calm, like nothing is wrong at all. - [Rolls the dice] ((Gift: The Song of Kokopelli)) - The voices resound, their song sounds familiar, but you have never heard it played this way before. You only just forgot... Where was I? Oh yeah! Hey, Hey, Hey, listen at me when I be talkin' 'chu. - He takes a seat on a folding chair you had not noticed there before. - As I was saying, it is important that you remember. Just take a deep breath and try to step backwards, to that place within yourself that is not the same place I was talking about before. It is different, but ever so similar. If you could just recall... Everyone is there waiting for you; all the people you never truly met, like a dream, but a nightmare, all twisted and surreal. You remember don't 'chu? It was a dammed sight. Purdier than a fox in a flower dress on a Sunday drive! Take a seat and hear my tale, I will remind you of the true doG, lay his judgment on the Lot of ye.

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The End is Nigh! Boy, c'mere. Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, I'm talkin' at 'chu booooy. - A stinky old man, in a ratty tattered suit, holds a sandwhich-board sign, screaming, "The End is Nigh," but it is only just beginning. - Hey, Hey, Hey, listen ta me, I wanna tell you a story. What are you staring at? Like a gift horse... c'mon, get Sirius. I just gotta tell ya, I have to say... It's not that I wanted to, but I hafta get this off my chest. -He removes the screaming sign, his T-shirt underneath says, "God is Dead." But, had She ever truly lived? - Turning back to what I was saying, It is important for you to understand what I am saying. These words come not from my hands, but from my heart. I speak from my soul, the deep soul, like a deep well, but a fountain just the same. Of all people, you should understand. It was never a secret anyways, so listen well.