Book of Wine & Seizures- An Thou Be Lord, Prithee Come Me Riche -Ch 4-Men Uncork the Power of their Faithe

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Journal of Provincial Thought - Pigasus the Winged Pig

Book 10: "an thou be lord, prithee come me riche"

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And the strong men rusht forth in zealous alarm, saying, O, now, this is a pearl pot of molarky, here. And they cud not assept facts, and fell in stead to running on desire. And epithets were appended unto sketchy prayers, and there rang out cries such as, Heal us, thou ace deceptivor! Surely art thou not dead! And some murmurd, saying, He was born a bastrid. And they seize-ed the carcass of the Most High, and did bandy it about and shoot prayers unto it, and wept and scolded.

And seeing that no prayers were anserd in the short term, each man hewd he off from offen the body a bodypiece for to carry unto his dwelling, there to pray upon’t at leisure and cogitate upon his wordplay and invocasien opsiens. For word was about that some wise soul had been heard to say, Each piece of the Extreme Departed is a metaphysic lock; and none but its respective invocatien unlocketh each piece, that it commense answering prairs. [How ever, ’twas no wise soul which hath said this; but ’twas in stead a Cynic which was there watching, who said in mockery unto her protégé: Alors, Petitpois; to gaze upon the din o’ the dim! They have be-idol’d a bumpkind. Next, hap they be saying that each piece of his body is a metaphysic lock, and none but its respective invocatien unlocketh each piece, that it commense answering prairs!]

And it happent that the protégé was crusht in the hubbubb.

Now from all this tragick insepsien burgeond rumers and ramificatia and implicatoria that were magnified thereafter, til almo they approach-ed a plane of significanse. Tho, neither was the account of Nina Pang ever seen in any gazette; for the singing sparrow faild to descend down offen Highhigh on that mad day when they brake ope the doors of the lord. Hap ’twar due to some thing said or once publisht; Nina knewn a batch of peopel, nor neither all of them good.

And unto the divers pieces of the lord Habogus were attributed their specificial powers, such as, the power to resist invasien; and, the power to throw warts; and, the capasity to edjucate cretins through dreams. And Boguschip was collected and also traded by the righteous, who yearnt for the sette complette, a sliv scapeld or chizzeld offen every prayer region of the originol carcass (regia supplicatos carcasum originalis). And ’twas the Cynic her self who came to be known as owner of the grandest collexien in the world.

But of course, every happfy story hath its countermete in sorrow. For many a sadden spiritist lose-ed all his fortune up to fraud, the bazaars & markets being soused with false Habogus, callt foolsbogie. And such were the way of things, the good w’ the bad, happy w’ sad, up unto that time wherein the Great Lateral Purge of the Lover destroyd every living thing to the

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