“U HAV DONE WELL, MORTAL SOUL

HUH? WAT DO U MEAN?

AH. U HAV QUESTIONS

FOR UR SCHOOL ASSIGNMENT. YES.

I SEE.

MANY PEOPLE HAVE QUESTIONS, MORTAL SOUL

BUT NOT MANY HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY SUCH AS THIS

WE HAV TIME.

SOME.

THE SCHOOL?

HM…

ENERGY CAN NOT B CREATED OR DESTROYED, HOWEVER, THE UNIVERSE CONTINUES TO EXPANDS. IT ELONGATES, DEMANDING MORE WOLRDS. U KNOW THEM WELL. U HAVE SEEN MANY. MANY R LIKE YOURS. ALLOWED TO LIVE. HOWEVER, LIKE IN ALL THINGS, THERE R SACRIFICES. THE PEOPLE OF THIS UNIVERSE KNEW IT WELL. AS I CONSUME THEM, THEIR ENERGY ENTERS BACK INTO THE UNIVERSE. INTO A NEW WORLD. IT IS RECYCLED, AS YOU HAV BEEN. AS U WILL B.

….? OH, YES. U HAV BEEN EATEN BY ME MANY TIMES. U ALL HAV. IT IS SIMPLY NOT UR TURN. U DO NOT REMEMBER. SOME DO. IT IS A GIFT AND A CURSE. BUT ONCE IT IS UR TURN AGAIN, U WILL REMEMBER. U WILL KNO THINGS U COULD NEVER KNO NOW. U WILL KNO WAT TO DO. U ALL WILL. AH. HERE COME THE LAST MEALS NOW. MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. I WILL EAT THEM QUICKLY.

…PLEASE STOP SCREAMING. I KNO I LOOK STRANGE WHEN I EAT, BUT HONESTLY.

HAV U GATHERED URSELF? GOOD. NOW, WHERE WAS I…? OH, YES, THE WORLD. NOW TO AWNSER UR NEXT QUESTION…

THE MEANING OF LIFE IS MORE COMPLICATED. IT CAN MOST EASILY B DESCRIBED AS FOURTY TWO. TO EXPLAIN: IT IS DIFFERENT FOR EVERYONE DEPENDING WHERE U R IN THE CYCLE. FOR U, IT IS TO PROVIDE JOY FOR THE OVERSEERS. ALLOW ME TO SPEAK TO THEM.

U, NO, NOT U MORTAL SOUL, U, OVERSEER. YES, I AM TALKING TO U. TO OVERSEER. TO MOVER OF SOULS. THE CREATOR. THE ARTIST. THE WRITER. THERE R MANY NAMES FOR U, OVERSEER. U ARE NEAR THE TOP OF THE CYCLE ALREADY. THESE SOULS I HAV EATEN, THEY WILL COME TO U. THEY WILL BE IDEAS. THOUGHTS. INSPIRATION. USE THEM WELL. RECYCLE THEM BACK INTO THE UNIVERSE FOR ME, FOR ONCE U WERE THE ONE BEING RECYCLED. TREAT THEM WELL, LIKE THE MORAL SOUL BEFORE ME.

THERE IS MORE THAN U KNOW. THE SCHOOL IS WHERE OUR REALITIES COME CLOSEST. THEY CAN ALMOST TOUCH. U, THEM, ME, AND ALL THE OTHERS.

CONTINUE TO TREAT IT WELL UNTIL IT COMES BACK TO ME, BECAUSE AS I LUV U, IT DESERVED TO B LUVED. IT IS U JUST AS U R ME. WE R ALL FROM THE SAME BURST OF STAR. I COULDF FLOAT INTO UR BODY LIKE A BODY UR OWN SIZE, LIKE ME INTO U OR U INTO ME.

AS U LIFT INTO THE REALM OF THE KNOWING, REMEMBER THIS.

NOW, THERE IS TIME FOR A LAST QUESTION, MORAL SOUL. THERE R OTHERS COMING FOR MY COUNCIL.

QAAOS? WELL…U WILL SEE ABOUT HIM. DO NOT COMPLAIN. I HAVE SPOKEN.

GOODBYE NOW, MORTAL SOUL. I HAV A FEELING U WILL STUMBLE UPON ONE OF MY WORLDS AGAIN.

…

THERE R OTHERS COMING UP THE STAIRS.*”





*Also translated from hideous, soul-wrenching screech language

I’ve finally woken up in the nurses office of Psychic High School Alpha. That is, the one I originally came from.

I spent what felt like months falling, falling, falling down into the infinite void below God’s stairs.

I think our conversation was cut short. God said someone else was coming up the stairs…but all the students from Alternate Psy High had already been…reused. I didn’t notice anyone ahead or behind of me. Who could it have been?? At this point I have more questions than answers.

When I fell back into my body, the other sentient parts of my brain immediately began talking all at once. Apologizing, yelling at me for leaving, asking where I’d been. Apparently they still haven’t got the hand of using a body yet…or lying. Luckily the nurse was understanding and actually set each one of my individual consciousnesses with a psychic therapist. On fridays we have group sessions.

I think this will be good for us. As much as I think of them all as “my” brain, they’ve all become their own individual people and I should accept that. Not only that, but I think I’m going to start using their astral projection to my advantage. After the Psy High Alternate incident, I think there’s more to the PHverse than we know about. I know there is.

Even though I have more questions than anything, I try not to think about them much. I have too much make-up work for that. However, I find it hard not to wonder what Qaaos is up to. I’m a weird way, I miss him. I’m seriously considering starting a Qaaos cult in honor of him and his great soup. Who knows, maybe we’ll meet again.

All in all, it’s good to be back home. Even though it feels like the end of my time in an era here, I can’t help but think it’s a new beginning, too.

Thank you.

Paradi. C. Benzene.

Starting a cult is seriously tough work.

When you’re juggling multi-consciousness group therapy, honing the skill of astral projection and alternative universe travel, catching up on missing work from an entire year, and busy dodging adoptive ghosts in the hallway, it’s nearly impossible.

I already dove in and bought a black, hooded robe, so I’m kind of already neck deep.

If anyone wants to join, are dress code is white and silver. We meet every Friday under the 8th bathroom stall to the left in the dorm shared bathrooms. I’ve baked cookies and we’re getting pizza, but feel free to bring your own food!

Paradi. C. Benzene

I would love to join your cult. I will bring some homemade food as well, if anyone has any allergies let me know :)

Jesse