Robert Anton Wilsons never die,
so long as Eris continues to deify.

Yay, I say to you brethren, Saint Bob, now sits at the left hand of Our Lady Eris, (assuming his death was not faked by Atlantean lizardmen working in collaboration with the US government,) as her most flavored of disciples. And methinks that even now he is whispering raunchy ( Read more... )

Last night was one of those occasions when, after a certain point, everything just started to unfold like a bizarre dream ( Read more... )