Extraction from O'mindiary

When I was younger (a naive christian
With thoughts like melting sugar)
My fingers were attacked by
Nails and I could hear the voice of
J. C. Screaming under my skin,
Trapped like a slave in my flesh. This
Was in those days when water flew in
My veins, the rain kept on pouring
Inside my head and I denied & killed
Him (not with scissor nor knives, but
With the inner muscles of my
Torso). The rumor says that the
Bastard was raped by the cross, but
Maybe he was a hermaphrodite who
Raped himself.
… Det vitala med perpetuella varandet
äare att vara transparent existerande…
I understood that this mental traffic
Was a new symbol burned in my
Mind, like planets in orbit around me
I was stading in the centre with the
Sun in my pocket thinking: existence
Is an illusion, mankind will face the
Mushroom cloud, but I am I, the
Ultimate god.