Here I am.
The story continues.
Finally, because the war was going badly, the instigator was thrown out of heaven (or whatever you call it) and fell to Earth. He took his followers with him and went underground. Now he has a tail, horns and makes fire. Again, dear ones, does that sound like the creator of the Universe to you? Does that sound like the core of love, the multidimensional source of all that is? No. It sounds like a...
It might not be a real holiday. But Fuck it, I’m treating it like one.