As he journeyed he traveled up and up
he moved up and up into the Heavens
but he did not get as far as he hoped
his ship fell
but he lived
the planet was breathable
he met a friendly creature and the creature stood on two legs just as he
the creature took him in and became his friend
he met friends of the creature and the friends were kind as well
BUT the creature and his friends warned him to not go across the line
“The other side is not safe.”
they said. he was warned to not go out and meet the others who lived across the line
the others were monsters who spewed venom
but the man was not always wise and of course wanted to see for himself … …
The woman slammed her fist into the man’s face.
“Don’t defend yourself you coward!” The lady yelled out as she punched the man again in the face.
“I am going to punch the devil out of you.”
The man was bleeding from his nose and he fell to the floor.
The lady looked around. You could see the bloodlust in her eyes. Her holy eyes fell onto an unsuspecting baby.
She grabbed the baby and shook it violently.
“Devil! Get out of this baby!”
The crowd of people looked on. Their horror was hidden within their minds. They were trapped. Followers of their leader. None of them wanted to have the Devil within them and they also wanted their own salvation.
The woman turned on a man who had a smile on his face.
“You! You are thinking erotic thoughts! The Devil is in you! Go to The Room!”
The man was frowning. He walked away.
Going to The Room was a severe punishment.
-End of Entry, DJ ROBO BISCUIT
The man walked on. He had left the land behind him. He continued on the path.
He heard a tear as he walked. He looked to his right and he noticed there was a rift in time. The portal stood floating in the air revealing stars and space.
“I guess this begins my adventure.”
The man walked to the portal and stepped forward. The portal squeezed him and he flew into it and through it.
He landed with his feet on the ground. The ground had green grass. The world he was in seemed the same as the world he had left. He could breath the air. The man stared at his right arm but it was still mechanical.
“HEY YOU!” A voice yelled.
The man turned. There before him was an orange blob.
“Who said that?” The man asked.
“It is Me! I am BLOBulous.” The orange blob spoke. The blob had a masculine voice.
(End of Entry, November 3rd 2016)