Squid Christ Abandons Humanity, Part One

And lo, the Squid did abandon the Earth when the time of prophecy did arrive and the gathering of Cosmic Squids was known across the depths of Space. And darkness did descend upon the Earth as the Squid left, for his direction must be kept secret, and a mighty cloud of ink was ejected from the Squid's holy ink sac upon the atmosphere of the earth, blocking out the Sun and the stars and the Moon.

But no harm was meant by the Squid in his parting, for the cycles of history do come upon us again and again as time turns upon the cosmic Wheel and Ages that were become that which is the present, and in the past the mighty cloud of ink from the Squid's holy ink sac dissipated in a matter of days, frightening dinosaurs and then giant penguins and then the fuzzy bipedal apes of humanity's ancient past.

But humanity had progressed much in the eons since the last gathering of Cosmic Squid, and in the pursuit of technology the immortal demon Lord Petros had infested the hearts of men who sought profit and power. And so, when the Squid did eject the mighty cloud of ink from his holy ink sac, the air was thick with the smoke and haze and stink of the Industrial Machine which drinks the black blood of the Earth as a vampire does steal the blood of frightened children. And this smoke and haze did hold the mighty ink cloud in place, preventing its dispensation, the darkness did not clear.

And humanity cried out to our lord the Squid Christ, "Why hast though forsaken us?" But the Squid was across the Universe at the gathering of Cosmic Squid, joyous in the company of nubile young Cosmic Squid females. Lord Petros laughed at the cries of humanity. And humanity did despair.

From the Book of Prophecies, I - The End of Time

The Book of Prophecies
The Bycicorn Speaks
verses 23-32

It's coming whether you're ready or not, full of zombies and machines - bu they are fat American zombies that drive gigantic SUVs one block to the EZ Mart for a bucket of soda and they will crush the unwary bicyclist!
But there is hope.
Other forces work against us. Many of the sleepers struggle to waken from the nightmare but Consumerism is a mighty Demon that conspires to steer the spiritual seeker away from Truth- FANCY WATER BOTTLES WILL NOT SAVE THE PLANET!!! Time wasted signing Facebook petitions are moments lost forever, precious moments that could have been spent in the open air, making art, or vandalizing big box stores!
What time does the sun set today? Over what tree will the Moon rise this night? Have you any idea?
This is the End of Time! This is the End of Time! This is the End of Time!

(soon to be translated into video form)

Beware the Squid

Listen not! To the heretic worshippers of the Squid! The Squid that abandoned humanity, abandoned us to darkness and despair. Lord Cyclos alone has given us hope, given us the Wheel and the way of the holy Spoke!

Lightning and Freezing Rain is Plains Weather

The Church living room has been taken over by Caravan paraphernalia.

Peak, Michael, Shmoo, and Red have made sporadic appearances at The Motherland to assist with setup for the Caravan's two day Halloween festival. Former CotHS resident A. Pants will be spinning fire like a mad man all weekend. He's also been working hard with Kurtis, DC, Michael, and Yugovich the Elder himself to get the venue ready for the show.

The rain drove us all inside at the end of the work party this evening, and the forecast is predicting some cold nastiness for the next couple of days. Hopefully it will be nice Friday and Saturday night.

We have an ad at Lubbockonline here, a Myspace here, and a Facebook here.

Once the Church has gotten past this show, we will be tackling some other projects in the work, which really means we will be drinking gasoline flavored margaritas on Tuesdays at Jalisco's Mexican Restaurant on Ave Q. There is talk of actually doing the Solstice Pageant this year, before we get drunk, and we need to figure out the annual Thanksgiving Leftovers Potluck. Also, the Sparkle of the Wolf project refuses to die.

In the name of Lord Cyclos, we blame the booze, and sometimes the drugs.

Back In Action

We're back, baby!

Red finally got tired of the wilds of Alaska and showed up at the Church on the night of a funding raising event for our friends The Gypsy Caravan, a soon-to-be mobile show, market, and general good time. They like fire so much that they dance with it, some times in our backyard!

The Church will be going on the road with them to run a fully functioning vegetarian/vegan kitchen.

The Shmoo, Michael, and new arrival Peak have been working hard with the Caravan folks. Their next big event is a two day Halloween festival to be held out at The Motherland in south Lubbock just off i-27.

Did you know we can buy beer inside the city limits now?