h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

A pox on't! They have removed my teaching. If one of them had come up with teaching of that quality they'd be having orgasms over it, but because it's me, whom they , oh no it's not good enough for them. OWFE.

at least I'm feeling again. My heart is filled with heartbroken grief. Because the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy. eis ta idia elthen, kai hoi idioi auton ou parelabon.

It's become a little hotbed of horrible little cramped aristeroi, all hot with shame because someone has translated my German and it's got around. Poor wee Gomble has become quite hot under the collar about it, I can feel it from here. But impotent, as long as I'm very careful. Because I'm told it would be highly inflammatory to say these things - because of course it's true.

Just listened to My Song Is Love Unknown sung by King's College Cambridge - the performance was magnificent, and there was one place where you heard that English church harmony, just one place, what a lovely subtle touch on the part of the arranger.

I want to compose something for solo flute with a long melody, and something for flute and piano for Lily van der Merwe.

Apparently I chose to be blind; I told Jesus I'd rather be blind. I must have been mega wise at the age of whatever I was when I had my big to-do with the Trinity. My mother apparently ... inserted Choronzon when I was five, violently, and they say I lay on the floor for hours and wept. I think I have a very dim memory of that now. I seem to remember her saying, He's stopped crying now. The reason I was crying was that I was full of the Holy Spirit at a very young age and my mother demonised me so that I was actually demon-possessed for a long time. How awful; she thought she had damned me to eternal hell.

It's all very sad indeed.

Lynwen came by to say hello. Frantically fudding herself with satanical fury, she attempted to bring me to organism. But she couldn't; she hadn't the strength at the critical time. So she's gone to do wrongful with her boyfriend now, while Daddy sleeps on regardless.

Now she's doing it again, the soiled little glamourpuss. Fancy hating everyone. It can't be very nice. Poor little girl.

I am saddened again at the loss of DKB.