It is within this narration that we now live.
It is within this narration that we now live.
It is within this narration that we now live.
Wednesday 30 March 2011
HE WILL CEASE LISTENING AND THE RECITATION OF FOOO SHALL BEGIN
It is within this narration that we now live.
It is within this narration that we now live.
It is within this narration that we now live.
FOOO IS THE FINITE LISTENER
At every sunset we must mark the end of another day, for Fooo needs assistance in navigating this tremendous calender. To mark it we must FACE WEST, RAISE OUR HANDS TO THE SKY and shout:
FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THE STONES MAKE GLORY OF WUUMIGEN
Pillars to the ground may worship Fooo, yet ultimately ALL IS GLORY OF WUUMIGEN.
If we glory FOOO we glory WUUMIGEN.
ALL IS GLORY OF FOOO! ALL IS GLORY OF WUUMIGEN!
THE CREATION OF FOOO
After Wuumigen had created the world, she created the people contained within it. Yet, they found they could not speak, for there was as yet no-one to listen.
Hence, Wuumigen created Fooo, and he did stand upon a great pillar in the flat land of her creation, and the crowd about his feet did gabble and witter, and he did listen.
After six days and six nights, Fooo grew weary, and he did lay down to rest.
And his shoulders did form the mountains of the land, the crevasses and cracks into which the waters of Shh would eventually fall, creating mirrors on the ground to reflect back the face of men, so they may see themselves.
And it is said that when Death finally triumphs over Mamanma, and time is finished, that Fooo will cease listening, and beginning to speak.
As the story of our lives is related, so there will be errors, facts omitted and corrupt.
It is within this narration, or some cycle of it, that we now live.
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Hence, Wuumigen created Fooo, and he did stand upon a great pillar in the flat land of her creation, and the crowd about his feet did gabble and witter, and he did listen.
After six days and six nights, Fooo grew weary, and he did lay down to rest.
And his shoulders did form the mountains of the land, the crevasses and cracks into which the waters of Shh would eventually fall, creating mirrors on the ground to reflect back the face of men, so they may see themselves.
And it is said that when Death finally triumphs over Mamanma, and time is finished, that Fooo will cease listening, and beginning to speak.
As the story of our lives is related, so there will be errors, facts omitted and corrupt.
It is within this narration, or some cycle of it, that we now live.
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