Robert Anton Wilson Lost To Us

At 4:50 a.m. today, RAW finally escaped his malfunctioning body. He went to whatever reward awaits those who lights one of those damn trick candles that you can never blow out. Because of him, the darkness will be lit forever whether you like it or not.

There is no God but Chaos, and Bob is her prophet.

Chao, baby. I hope the first face you saw when you got there was Luna's.