The 3 Mothers only give Life

It was hard to leave behind the beautiful sacred geometry for the confines of synthetic materials and the polished metals of our spaceship. It was a "bummer" as they used to say back home. I missed the 3 Mothers more than I missed my own family. It wasn't that I missed being dead so much as i missed seeing my soul spilled over into outer space. What could make the devil dance on the sun? The answer was so easy it was sad. The answer was so simple it could only be Love.


Only the devil gets lonely in a crowded hell. When hell freezes over where will the devil go?
No one cares, so he had no other choice but to dance. The 3 Mothers only give life so it was no surprise that they felt sorry for Satan. They told me that they could see a light in his eyes, like a glimmer of a fresh tomorrow. I could care less I was just glad to be alive again. I had to continue with Mic Douglas on our mission. I was no robot but I was programmed to believe that this mission was everything. I was taught that everyone was to do their part. I was trained to fight and kill anything that stood in the way of freedom. No one ever taught me to express my feelings. I was no Goddamn poet or any shit like that. I'm still new to this whole splogging thing.

Nights in space get lonely so I have to find comfort in my dreams. I'm usually so high before I go to bed that I don't remember most of my dreams but I know I have them. I seem to be trying to escape the inescapable. I'm beginning to realize that's why i was chosen for this particular mission because I was rarely satisfied with anything in my "normal" life. Living for me has to be hard that way I know I'm never being to hard on myself. This writing exercise is stupid, I'm going to bed. Goodnight!