Prologue III

Yama's 3^rd Message.

You mean
to tell me
you never saw
a body
abandoned in soma fores' pastu
deat
for

1, 2, 3 days

bloated,
black and blue
rotting?

Yama's 2^nd Message.

You mean to tell me you didn't see
the woman
come to old age
70, 80, 90, or 100 years old
bent over
crooked as an old rafter
liver spots
flabby skin
mustache
walking witha cane
ta get up need help
ta sit down need help

sick
lay'n n'er own filth
watery eyes,
stink
wanna put a foot
to the left
it goes to the right
forget everything
allatime mumble
paranoid
unsatisfied.

[For the most part, beggars, women die unsatisfied in two things: sexual intercourse and child bearing.]

Yama's 1^st Message

... then The Guards of Niraya Hell
drag that no-good
ofta Yama
Lord
of
Judgment

And they say to Yama:
"This man, Sire,
did not look after his parents,
he had no time
for beggars and sorcerers
wise men and elders
teachers and scholars;
he was immoral in
deed,
word-thought and speech
and
imagination
and he held wrong views!

Let your majesty
do with him
as he sees fit."

So Yama Sez:

DIN-JA
GEDDA
MA
MESSAGE ... ?

A
LEFA
A
OVA

And the man sez:

"No, man, no gotta."

So Yama sez:

jija meentatitell me thatcha
n'eva'evena one sawa
liddiiddibiddibitzilitta
b-babybambininiño
SOMA Kumara
cute litta deva
lay'n
oni'sa
bakasi
play'n'n'e's
onakhaka?

HUH?

ZAT
WATJA
TRINA
TELL
ME?

EH?

So then the man sez:

"Oh, yeah!

Now I remember!

Sure!

Of course!

How could I miss it!?"

So then Yama say:

"In that case then, o man,
am I to understand
that even though you are a mature individual,
of reasonable intelligence,
and you saw,
with your own eyes,
an infant human child
similar to suchas I have described,
it did not occur to you,
that you too
were just like that?

That you were born
just like that

CARRIED
CARED FOR
AND
BORN
JUST LIKE THAT ...

AN THAT JUS MAYBEBABY
JAOUGHTA
STRAIGHTEN
UPJA ACK JACK
'CAUSE
JUS LIKE THAT
[snap fingers]
JA WAS STILL SUBJECTA
BE'EN REBORN

INNI

AGHA

The Ogha
Ogod
Ono
O woe
OOO The Sorrows
And Horrors
A Dukkha
They Gotta
Inni
Niraya!

So the man sez:

"No man
I was
a negla-
Un-inniintela-sorta-genta."

So Yama sa:

"Very well then O Man,
undoubtedly
The Guards
Of Niraya
Hell
will know how to deal
intelligently
with a
neglagenta
suchas sucha
such-n-such as
suchas you ...

For
this shit was not made
by your mother,
o man,
this shit was not made
by your father,
this shit was not made
by teacher
or kin
nor by beggar
nor sorcerer
either.

O no O Man
when you feel it's touch
know:

This shit
was made
by
you!

... and in this House,
Young Man,
You do Not
Leave the Table
Till yav
Cleantup
EVERA
SCRAPPON
YA PLATTA!