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Dec 28, 2007 02:08



Room one. There's nothing in the darkness, there's nothing in the mist. There's nothing in the light, and God can't save you. God is dead, or something like it. Lying splayed out on an autopsy table or dead in a coffin made of oak. The world's torn assunder and there's nothing left.

There's nothing in the darkness, nothing in the light. All there is is pain, and it's got you gripped.

Room two. Pascal's Wager. Pascal's Gambit. God in chains, God bound up and God in bloody cruciform and all you have to do to save him is what he begs you to do every day of your sorry, rotten life. Be useful, follow your nature, be at peace, be in love, be all that you can be, be the army, be the body, be christ, be my child, love each other, love me and oh hell and oh heaven don't let me die.

Do nothing, don't believe and do nothing. God dies, but how would you know. How would you know?

Believe and do nothing. God dies, and you know. God dies, and you know and the world ends. The world ends, and it's your fault. The world ends, and it's your fault and you're sorry. But the world ends.

Believe and be all of what he asks. God dies, and you know. God dies, and the world ends.

There's nothing in the darkness. There's nothing in the light. There's everything in pain and suffering, but you did your best and you're sorry.

Room three. Hell pulled up to the Earth. Earth pulled down to the depths. Heaven's in Hell and purgatory? You're living it, baby. Your soul burns in the light of a God who stopped caring, your life saved by the angel who fell for the love of you. Everything's backwards, everything's forwards and right is wrong is right.

There's light in the darkness, darkness in the light. There's peanut butter in your chocolate, there's venom in your blood and all you can do is scream for the love of God.

Room four. There is no room four. Not yet and not anymore. There is no heaven and there is no hell. There is no god, no satan, no christ, no antichrist. No prophets, no words, no life, no death. There is nothing left and that's all there is.

Room five is the beginning and the end. God on fire, world on fire, everything on fire. Death and rebirth. Life everywhere. There is the Word and the Word is God's and God is the Word and that's all there is. Light and darkness. Egg and water. Fire and ice. Beauty and ugliness and rotting and love, and that's all there needs to be.

Room six. A boy.

Room six. A girl.

Room six. Aum Elohim.

Room six. Áve María, grátia pléna, Dóminus técum. Benedícta tu in muliéribus, et benedíctus frúctus véntris túi, Iésus.

Room six. Sáncta María, Máter Déi, óra pro nóbis peccatóribus, nunc et in hóra mórtis nóstrae.

Room six. There is love.

Room six. There is no hate.

Room six. There is wrath.

Room six. This is the end, and they are sorry.

Room six. The world burns. The world ends. The world burns and ends and dies and all there is is love.

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