The Cult of the Quetzalcōātl (cōāQ, Samsara^cluster, COVID-26, Earth-7, Earth-1976, or Doc Ocq) is a cult or new world order proposed by boddhisatva Rowan Law, mentored by Dr. Anil Muntra, PhD. It aims to unite the clade of Abrahamic religions with the rest of Asian religion, forming a one-world group so it is impossible to draw a phylegenetic clade over the entire world, Earth Group, Living Local Group, Deathday Cluster, Samsara Supercluster, or Laniakea Multiverse. It excludes Protistae and Virae as not truly living organisms.
It takes inspo from many sources, and focuses on the internet as a funnel for the memetic spread of information, allowing all organisms across all the multiverses to be enlightened all at once by January 1, 2030 Anno Domini.
After this, I will probably post it to my LiveJournal, Github repo, or Instagram story. I’m also going to ask out Isaac Ramírez and see what his deal is.
Five quetzavedantas
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The quetzavedantas are laid out in five Acts of a screenplay, five Acts, which puts its best shoe forward as a possible GLITCH animated series or indie video game.
Hannelore (b. 1971, age 55) and Ifechimamanda (b. 1949, age 49) ill the sun, and are rescued from the campus police by their Sonny and Popo, who has supernatural boddhisatva powers similar to that of those from .
ACT -1. Neutral jing.
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Hannelore and Ifechimamanda are on the run, and are rescued from the campus police by their Sonny and Popo.
ACT -i. Negative jing.
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Hannelore and Ifechimamanda leave the
ACT 1. Positive jing.
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Hannelore and Ifechimamanda are allowed to grow old together, having encompassed the entire Earth in a single clade, instantly killing the “cancerous” conquistadoralas by lack of support or feeding.
In the beginning, there was Shiva (blue quiddity), there was Vishnu (yellow), and there was Krishna (green), born into emptiness, as everyone must be.
Krishna and Vishnu instantly combined, forming a singularity—
an unstable hadron,
which consumed all what put into it like a whirlpool of
axiomatic
logic.
Thus Shiva fled from the burning hell of
empty nothing.
The nothing approached him, and Shiva feared him, like staring down the throat of a headless chicken.
Nothing was more terrifying to the god of destruction than the total destruction
of life.
His dimensionless surface took on feature, and shape, and first bubbled into one, then perpendicularly into the next.
And how he wept, how he wept…
as his life flashed before his eyes.
The life of sutrās before their birth, and of babies shot bleeding, smiling-dead in cradles, their lives spent,
they would never cry.
And they would never survive, like a baby dragonfly.
And they would never even live, like a raven perched on his perch before La Lobo comes for him, she fingers her Rolex with black nails-nine ticks, for nine grains of sand.
And the amoeba, Nilkanthalanikaea,
she shed blue quarks for tears.
And the tears stained her membrane blue, and swelled her form, and his feelers grew out little and cold.
And as the event horizon of Destruction came upon Shiva,
upon the God of Destruction,
they fell upon each other like lovers in bed,
and the karma spilled on soma, and stuck to his small, feeble, feelers.
And they rose TOGETHER INTO SOMETHING INCREDIBLE SOMETHING TERRIBLE INCOMPREHENSIBLE EVEN FOR MATH HERSELF WITH OR WITHOUT AXIOMS LIES WE TELL OURESLVES SO WE DON’T CRY AND SO THAT WE DON’T STOP WORKING-
and from a single electron and a proton,
the boddhisatva,
the karmasutra,
Laniakea, started to tick.
