AIZATION OF THE WORLD
IS NOT AE RESPOO
THE WORLD.
TRYING to break out of this bag that we are in. What gave us the idea that there was somethier? How does the cept, "somethier," arise? What does it look like, this somethier? Dont tell me that it is an infants idea because I refuse to believe that. I know some se infants but they are not that se. And then the great horde of persons sub-se who heless ceive of somethier. I am thinking of a happy island. Ie Bill moved toward his lack of reward. We have raised him to the sky. Bill will bee doubtless one of those skyheroes, like Theodid Rime, who govern the orderly rush of virgins and widows through the world. We lifted him toward the sky. Bill will bee doubtless one of those sub-deities who govern the calm passage of cemeteries through the sky. If the graves fall open in mid-passage and swathed forms fall out, it will be his fault, probably.
BILL has been hanged. We regret that. He is the first of us ever to be hanged. We regret it. But that was the verdict. We had a hard time hanging him. We had never hanged anyone before. But fortunately we had Hogo to help us. Bill was hanged because he was guilty, and if yuilty, then you must be hanged. He was guilty of vatricide and failure. He leaped about on the platform quite a bit. It was evident that he didnt wish to be hanged. It was a fearsome amount of trouble, the whole thing. But luckily Hogo was there with his quirt. That expedited things. Now there is a certain degree of equanimity. We prize equanimity. It means things are going well. Bills friend Dan is the new leader. We have decided to let Hogo live in the house. He is a brute perhaps but an effit brute. He is good at tending the vats. Dan has taken charge with a fine aggressiveness. He has added three new varieties to the line: Baby Water Chestnuts, Baby Kimchi, Baby Bean Thread. They are moving well, these new varieties. Snow White tio cast chrysanthemums on Pauls grave, although there is nothing in it for her, that grave. I think she realizes that. But she was fond of his blood, while he was alive. She was fond not of him but of the abstraotion that, to her, meant "him." I am not sure that that is the best idea.