Transdimensional DOBBS STARGATE

BEYOND SATANISM! WE PUT THE CULT IN CULTURE!!!

Who is this guy with The Pipe whose Face is APPEARING EVERYWHERE?

What is behind that smile that has sold and puzzled millions? Does he know something we don't know? Is he about to tell us a secret? Is he, mayhap, INSANE? Or, has he just sold us a car?

THE 999 System is HERE!!! - born onto this planet in the very nick of time as an equal-opportunity CYNISACRELIGION for 'strange people', now-a-go-go mutants and Descended Masters... a smuggled knife that one can use to saw free of the straitjacket when the attendants aren't looking. 

The newest POST-"ISM"ISM of tomorrow, the next-to-last movement EVER, superseding ALL PREVIOUS RELIGIOUS, SCIENTIFIC, POLITICAL, AND ARTISTIC MOVEMENTS!!! Not theology, nosirma'am, but THEIRONY. A vast, improvisational, SPASMODIC "ANTISOCIAL MOVEMENT" whose definitively diverse members have in common only the quest for their own personal SLACK.

Within days, the Luck Plane will tilt in your direction, showering you with golden YACATIZMA energy, the blinding, squirting beauty of the cosmos.

*Indeed, WOTAN-1 can cheat your Karma for you. You can beat the system if you have the right connections. The space god can literally make coincidents and accidents happen to favor you.

Think what this means in the areas of love, sex, finances and social standing. It isn't what you know, it's who you know. LUCK simply means being in the right place at the right time. If you pay Him enough lip service, IHVH-1 can 'fix it' so that you will constantly find yourself stumbling into that right place  at just that right time.

Man's word says, "Seeing is believing". This is perversion. "Bob's" word says, "Believing is seeing". If you believe in something first, you will then see it. But you must really believe.

You don't have to believe in the Dogma. You don't have to believe in yourself. You don't have to believe in ANYTHING, but merely be CAPABLE of BELIEVING... which is more closely related to seeing than thinking. If you can see the Path, it is yours, and it will lead you to the point at which you will believe everything...

*Envision the Luck Plane as a whirlpool. Most of the Plane is spinning slowly, flattened out into a disc, but around "Bob" it's spinning faster and faster, forming a funnel-shaped vortex. The Church as a whole, with all its Members, could be described as the Accretion Disc around "Bob". Normally, you are on a lazy glide in the shallow dish of probability... but once "Bob" glances at you, or reads your letter, WHAM, you are suddenly sucked into the whirlpool of totally subjective reality, where all is living surrealism, with your raft of sanity  being swirled and battered to shreds beneath you.

The closer you get to him, the faster you orbit him, and the more violently your luck changes, until it's a strobe-like flicker of badluck-goodluck. (...) Luck Feedback, if it is to be used safely at all, must come through "Bob". All the rest is dangerous superstition and arrant nonsense.

So think twice before you go waving your total, mindless devotion in "Bob's" face! When you seek "Bob" , you will inevitably fall within his radius - the eye of the hurricane. Sometimes it's a PARTY hurricane, when it is required that revelry evolve around Dobbs. Other times, keeping pure the Slack of "Bob" might require an earthquake, an asteroid striking the Earth, or third degree burns over the entire body of his most devout follower, the very one who loved him the most!

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