THE FIRST BOOK OF PIERCY
Known as 'the book of Genocide'

In the beginning was the Weird, and the Weird was with Odd, and the Weird was Odd.

We was, in the beginning, Odd.

All things were frayed through Dim, and without Dim nothing was frayed that was frayed..

And we were all a-frayed.

And from this a-frayediness did Odd create order, and history..

In the beginning Odd created the tax-havens and the economic dearth..

And the dearth was without welfare form and darkness was on the face of the elite.

And Odd said, let there be plight, and there was plight. And Odd saw it was good.

And Odd got real tired and he left this plight for the entire world, for a very long time.

The city of Uruk was founded in Mesopotamia @ 3500 BC (Before Charly). No one there heard of Odd. Everyone there died and went to Hell

The City of Hao was founded in China in @ 1122 BC. No one there heard of Odd. Everyone there died and went to Hell.

Rome was founded in @ 753 and Jerusalem was captured in 64 BC. No one there heard of Odd. Everyone there died and went to Hell.

And all kinds of people live in all kinds of places. And none of them had ever heard of Odd. And, so like everyone else in the pre-history of Odd, they all died and went to Hell.

Why did all these fine people die and go to Hell?

Because Odd didn't bother to introduce himself (which he eventually did by killing his own son) until some Thousands of years after he created the Earth, and the Water, and the Capitalism and the other things that were Good.

Cause Odd was tired.

Or innatentive.

Or busy planning that family he was going to eventually crucify.

 

Or bowling.

Or busy playing hoops..

Or something..

It doesn't matter, cause being Odd means never having to say you're sorry.

And everyone in between went to Hell.

 

Well, they went to Hell for a while.

Until the Church decided there was a Purgatory.

And at that point it became slightly better for the people Odd didn't want to talk to.

But not much.



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