Bib'lan Vol. II

THE HOLY BIB'LAN §0Vol II.§r §0Book of Muhammad§r §0- - - - - - - - - - - §r §0Man will make it his purpose to master his own feelings, to raise his instincts to the heights of consciousness, to make them transparent, §r

to extend the wires of his will into hidden recesses, and thereby to raise himself to a new plane, to create a higher social biologic type, or, if you please, a superman. It is difficult to predict the extent of self-government which the man of the future

may reach or the heights to which he may carry his technique. Social construction and psycho-physical self-education will become two aspects of one and the same process. All the arts – literature, drama, painting, music and architecture

will lend this process beautiful form. More correctly, the shell in which the cultural construction and self-education of Communist man will be enclosed, will develop all the vital elements of contemporary art to the highest point.

Man will become immeasurably stronger, wiser and subtler; his body will become more harmonized, his movements more rhythmic, his voice more musical. The forms of life will become dynamically dramatic. The average human type will rise

to the heights of an Aristotle, a Goethe, or a Marx. And above this ridge new peaks will rise. §0...There§r§0 is no revolutionary art as yet. There are the elements of this art, there are hints and attempts at it...§r

However, does not an excess of solidarity, as the Nietzscheans fear, threaten to degenerate man into a sentimental, passive, herd animal? Not at all. The powerful force of competition which...

In biology, vitalism is a variation of the same fetish of presenting the separate aspects of the world-process, without understanding its inner §0relation...The§r§0 multiplicity of independent factors, “factors” without beginning or end...§r

Soften the blows of the lamps. Bring home the cataracts! Bring them, home, damnit! Valve vs. Aperture. §0The Formalist School§r §0of Poetry and Marxism§r §0does not equal the rage of ROM. “You know how when you pee your pants, and all your friends are calling you§r

a schlub, because you took so long to understand a meme, and you still manage to lose your cash prize? Well, I was a wreck for the next two months.” §0“The janitor at my high school turned out to be my mentor— an incredible woman named§r

Marie Antoinette Bouvier de Ville. She was 6 foot tall and wore a six-pointed star on her suit. She cleansed my school of vipers while keeping the sharks down. I was the smallest person in my class, so I was always scared.

Everyone thought I was a loser. They teased me. ere just filthy viper spawn. She taught me how to use advanced techniques like applying pressure and heating things with acetone. When I was only fourteen, she bought me a ticket to ride on the back of an

elephant. It was so fun." §0Reminisces of an E-Girl§r §0"“The window of opportunity is closing. We’ve learned to take in small pieces of information at a time. We can discriminate between the sounds of two people§r

on the Moon and the sounds of an American on the Earth. By 2084, the world is going to be run by robots. But humans aren’t going anywhere. Humans are going to change. Some people are going to be okay. Some people are going to hate us. But we have to find

a way to make sure this doesn't end in disaster." §0“I pressed F for a cab, and all of a sudden there was a knock on the door. It was Gilbert Grapefuego, Jr. He’d been working the nightshift. He was accompanied by his father,§r

who was also his PR representative. He explained that he’d been waiting for me outside. When I opened the door, he took out a knife and began to cut me in half. The pieces fell on the §0floor.Suddenly§r§0, I lost consciousness. I remember feeling very dizzy,§r

and I asked Mr. Grapefuego if I could go to the hospital. He told me that yes, you could go to the hospital. I was very drowsy, and I didn’t want to go to the hospital. ‘Please, sir, I want to go to the hospital,’ I said. I can't, he said.

The elder Grapefuego was very angry. He was worried about the video materializing, because Warner Brothers lawyers were already breathing down his neck. He handed me his business card, and said:

You must not be an easy person to live with.’ And that was the last time I saw the Grapefuegos. When I finally healed, I was left with the scabbiest scab. She’s my Scobey.” §0“First world problems? No problem. All by design. §r

“I used to work for the CIA. One of my jobs was to find and cultivate good sources of dinosaur material. So we cultivated sources. We did all sorts of shady things. One of our goals was to compile a dossier on an American businessman with dinosaur ties.

We knew the head of Monsanto at the time. He was named Rin Tin Tin. He had been the top dog at Monsanto back then. And we knew all about his fascination with shiny things. So we got the best of him. One of our sources got a tip that Rin had been

impregnated by a wild flamingo. So we put out some fake intelligence reports about communists sneaking into the country disguised as wild flamingo babies. Rin got very depressed, and he eventually rolled over on the floor and died. He lived for another

year, then he collapsed and was reanimated. Everyone assumed it was just a dream, but Rin actually spoke to us on the phone. And he was in heaven. What a great guy.”“I used to perform in this legendary musical called Cinderella Macbeth: Neolithic Grinder.

I’d come out of the ether, find the vibe, and crank out a few harmonica waves. This thing was so crazy. One day it all went wrong. The stage fell down. One of the dancers fell over. All of it was CGI. On our 15th anniversary next month, we're trying to

resurrect that show with a new director. Probably won’t live up to the expectations of kids today, but hey—history is kind of fucked up.” §0“I’ve gotten to the point where I have no choice but to believe all the stories people tell me. And some people say§r

that I look like a pale, goobly goblin. So I’m going to take a goblin skydiving lesson this weekend. When the moment comes, I’ll ask the ?????????? sky to transform me into a bonafide globetrotter. Otherwise, deep breaths until it feels like coldness.”

“I’m a germaphobe. I avoid the words ‘germ’ and ‘phobia.’ Those terms conjure up images of flying saucers and eerily quiet suburban streets. I hate both of them because they imply that my whole identity is wrapped up in the sound of a word.

Germ is like a lump of flesh and bone and the sound of life itself. Phobia is like a lump of wool wrapped up in a sleeve and shivering in the cold. Germ is the living thing, and phobia is the thing that moves me. I hate the word ‘mother,’ for my own

reasons. And I hate the word ‘father,’ for his reasons.” §0“You can’t delight in freedom unless you’re willing to surrender your humanity. The human condition is a 5,000 year cycle of violence, and the more violence you perform, the more you must §r

contribute to maintaining the cycle. The human condition is a 5,000 year cycle of violence, and the more you consume blood, the more you must repay with violence. The cycle is a web of life, and every decision you make alters the web. Each decision you

make has an effect on the matrix of violence, and the more you consume blood, the more you must repay. The cycle is a web of life, and each decision you make creates a new matrix of violence. Each decision also has an effect on the previous decision, so

the greater the decision, the more you must consume blood. the more you must consume blood, the more you must repay.” §0"I have a zootattoo on my lower back!!!!! I want to be a zoo designer. I don't have any particular plans fort he zoo, just something I§r

have to do. I also want to design cute and spooky bear habitats. And I want to do it all with sustainable materials. I'm allergic to mud so there's not goign to be mud of any kind. That's non-negotiable. You just have to accept this. I also want to design

my own animals. For example, I have an idea for a dolphin who swims alone because it looks so cool. Another idea is to have a dolphion who could never grow up. I have a million ideas." §0"It's like I'm trapped in a hologram. It's like my brainissssSTUCK in §r

a BLENDER, and its about to go CLOBBER!!!!! Then after it's finished clobbering everywhere, it's got to go back to the real world to feed the family. So I keep one foot in reality. Another foot in the bklender. And another foot in the hologram. I can't

escape, and it's never ending. The production values are shit. §0My grandma doesn't understand hip-hop. She thinks it's for nsorting coke and walking around with a cane. She had nine grand and bought me this polka record. It was called Krusty the Kobold's§r

birthday. When I took the CD out of the case, she pointed to the first verse and said: "Yo, this is Krusty the Kobold's Birthday." And it was juust the first verse. Then she 0pointed to the second verse and said "Yo, this is Clayton the Kobold's Birthday.

Then she pointed me to the third verse and said, " Yo this is the third person to own a mohawk." Finally, she pointed to me and said: "You're just some chick that dropped out of high school." §0I used to make all my own toilet paper. I wanted to impress my§r

roommates--most of whom have comically low self-esteem. I didn't have a toilet paper factory. Coronavirus, COVID-19. The flu. The plague! I just scanned it on my computer, added water, and voila! There you have it! My paper made all my friends very sad.

Sad because they were so impressed! §0I hate when people call me bro. Because it doesn't represent who I am. I was born into the fucking thunder. I was raised on a caft farm. My family was Romanian and my dad named his cat after the Romanian god of thunder.§r

Our god is like your god, except he's a fucking fat guy and he kiccks so much ass! He's blonde and he's big and he's got a beard that hangs in waves. He's totally unfollowable.