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

Click on Image to See Yama Big as Life

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 ACKJACK

‘CAUSE

JUS LIKE THAT

[snap fingers]

JA WAS STILL SUBJECTA

BE’EN REBORN

So the man sez:

"No man

I was

A negla-

Uninniintelasortagenta"

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 hit 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!