Space: The Primal & Feared (Visions Of The Late L.J. Fathomsworth) # 4

“With the dawn of every day, there is a sigh of relief… bittersweet, though it may be. For with that dawn comes another night when the veil is lifted, and the void is illumined…”

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Such beautiful horror…

“When I was you a young boy, I too wished upon a falling star. I wished that it would not crush my life away.”

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One wish… Make it count.

“For there are as many possibilities for disaster as there are colors in the rainbow… Or stars in the sky.”

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Accident waiting to happen…

“But let us not forget the phantasmagoric phantasm that hangs in the ether; its head one thousand leagues of space dust; its tongue of anti-matter lashing the stars…”

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Talk to the nebula ’cause the face don’t wanna get with ya! Oh! Burn!

“Will not the ancient, unimaginable ones–whom I imagine to be very large, somewhat reptilian, but with squid or octopus like features–return as the salmon do to their nesting grounds?”

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Distant aliens refer to our galaxy as “the armpit of the universe.”

“Oh, how I yearn for a night sky clouded over in a merciful shroud of smog…”

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L.A. today… If only the late L.J. Fathomsworth could have lived to see his dreams realized!

Editor’s note: views and opinions expressed herein do not necessarily represent those of Comedy So Serious! 

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