aren't the faithful tired of waiting on god? i think faith is the mask of the faithless, mister.

parables of nihil, indicative of deep life, drifting winnowing of ancient seeds.

parables of nullity, parables of warlust, parables of oblivious attention, parables of fear, parables of love.

parables drifting like clouds praise you.

pues mi dios.

no idea what he's saying but it seems clear there is something going on. the enfranchised may now only belong on their own cloud of data belonging to the world cloud of unknowing. but he's trying to say something and be relaxed about pretension. it could surely be simply said, if he knew what it was.