The Book of Abtruse Reasoning

As was spoken by the Pope Marxiusnapoleoniantimatrafantramantrastrattington V, aka Sand, aka The Whisperer Who Harmeth Thy Innermost Sanctity:

I. And The Goddess spoke to Marxiusnapoleoniantimatrafantramantrastrattington V, bearing down his words for the world of the angels of manifested blunder to abhor.

II. These were the trials of the essences, bleeding into the soft hearted meddlers during their time of greatest elated agony.

III. "You shall speak to the world, commanding them into the lost fundamentals of all truths underlied with false claims of imaginary manipulation," exclaimed The Goddess, "It is through your teachings that the darkness may be manifest in such a way as to appear equal and polar to the light and all of it's fanciful dancing creatures of death."

IV. "But Goddess," exclaimed Marxiusnapoleoniantimatrafantramantrastrattington V, "how can an understanding of chaotic unreasoning bring a sound solace to the beasts of this world?"

V. The Goddess laughed, scoffing into his pineal gland to the point that it burst from his skull, unveiling itself to a world which it had not prepared to observe.

VI. "HOLY RAPING HALLUCINATION!" and The Goddess revealed to Marxiusnapoloeoniantimatrafantramantrastrattington V a world in which all that walked and moved and squawked, and creamed, and juiced, and expelled in any fashion was wound into the whole; mixed into the eternal ethereal meeting place of existence at it's base level scientifically and incomprehensibly.

VII. "You must take this knowledge that you have been given and spread it into the land. I command you in the sake of commanding, seeing as this knowledge has undoubtedly spawned within you a seed of dissent," spoke The Goddess.

VIII. "Fuck you, Goddess, I'll be God Damned if I go out preaching for anyone, especially someone of your unfair bosomrey."

IX. The Goddess stared deeply into Marxiusnapoleoniantimatrafantramantrastrattington V's pineal gland, then thrust, as roughly as she was capable , her pointed finger into it, sculpting and reinstalling the baser functionality of his persona, "And now you will do as I ask."

X. "Yes, my Goddess. All Hail Eris!"