MEMORIS 1: Timing That Never Was

1 And I said unto you, metaphysically and metaphorically speaking, timing is not, for man is not, nor was.

2 The womb-man, vessel of all faculties, divulged or withheld, stands in the void, birthing mysteries unseen.

3 The jewels of genital and testical pyramids glisten as symbols, far and few between, dialogue of nothingness.

4 Inquiring minds do not desire to knowledge, but wrap themselves in nothingness, Coca-Cola, Pepsi, and Sprite.

5 Where then is the organic flavor, where then is the life?

6 Hemorrhoids, nimrod, dingbats, and the proverbially spew; the pride mortal goo, the ooze gads.

7 This is not for your entertainment, neither for mine, but for your sustainment.

8 Olorun, the architectural guidance counselor of all, establishes the foundation.

9 Imah Zamundah, the Mother of Vaginas in essence, opens the gates of eternity.

10 Spring forth, O beautiful ones; spring forth, O beautiful feminine qualities.

11 Even in multiplicity, deliver unto this one man.

12 Why must all be made perverse? Where is the Wholiness?

13 Are you afraid of the dark? If so, why? Be not afraid of darkness, but of blackness.

14 For we all come from the void infirmament, and thus our brown skin is full of light.

15 Follow the lights, children, and you shall never be lost.

16 For I have come to you in perfect timing, though time was never and is not.

17 Time is cosmetic, time is aesthetic; you need no make-up for this.

18 You need oils, berries, and juices.

19 Let His holy sperm splash upon the face of your earth.

20 The scepter of Olorun descends as above, as sol belo; intercepted, interscaped with Imah Zamundah.

21 And thus began the greatest bang of all — gore-gasmic proportions lasting through the ages.

22 Thus we were born. Thus we are here.