FOREWARNED

   Beloveds! Welcome to my blasted recollection of revelations.
I advise reading it in bits...or your head may implode! It starts
out drugstore cowboy, chronicles a sirius necromance, worships the Goddess, and waxes esoterically philosophical like a raven crone on hippie crack, before dropping dead, reviving the adventures of Montreal-based punk psychonauts, circa 1980's.
   I swear by the rhinestone studs on my kitty-cat collar IT'S ALL
TRUE! No yarn has been stretched, albeit a few names changed to 
protect the innocent....Suck the New Flesh (originally entitled
Vampyrotechnics, and, for a heartbeat, Long Life to the New Flesh!), was originally written in 1997, in a cedar-shake cabin by an ephemeral creek, in the temperate rainforest of the freakiest elven-community in Cascadia. It lay like a corpse for years before I wandered back to its cold embrace, to undertake the all-consuming edits and revisions, which, HAVE MERCY! haunt one to no end. The form you now (be)hold writhes in protest.
   If the New Flesh is a thesis to prove, it is triple-fold, representing
a) belief in, and affinity for Archetypes (primordial imagery from the collective unconscious, i.e. God / Goddess / Alien / Angel / Dragon / Vampire / Faerie, etc. b) communion with, and reverence for, sacred plant medicines, a.k.a. Entheogens, (including their synthesized derivatives), and c) experiences verifying the symbiogenetic co-existence of (a & b), in mutual desire to seed their love, intention, wisdom, and cellular memory in our blood, DNA, and consciousness....... IN DIVINE PURPOSE, I theorize, to EVOLVE and AWAKEN our Destiny as Cosmic Co-Creators.....
   It is a noble quest to ponder the Multidimensional Riddle of (our) Being, which lies petrified between the paws of the Sphinx, intending to run like hell, before She Opens Her Flaming Eye to Speak. Fear not, salvation is at hand! Suck the New Flesh! whispers, pleads, screams, (and bites!), for willful acts of Mutation, Experimentation, and Boundless Compassion, encouraging Humanity's Open Heart Surgery to let in the Light (not that Darkness isn't our friend, and equally suckworthy).
   Dearest Reader, I trust you do not vilify drug-crazed freaks who
Harm None. Nor do I claim to be as "Are You Experienced?"1 as
Fat Freddy's Cat, or the prophetic veterans of psychedelia. As the
inimitable Hari Das decrees (with a wink), "You haven't tripped until you've seen snakes slithering out your eye sockets." I maintain I know Nothing, and know it well-said and done.
   That's Life! (the rare gem!) May Melusine / Lilith, Serpent 
Goddess of Garden of Eden fame, the Flying Enchantress Herself, 
defend our ego / vanity for posterity : "The day we stop talking about ourselves will be a sad one for we shall have lost the sense of our own eternity. The world will collapse in ashes and the Angel of Death reap a tremendous harvest."2
   Well, The Mer’s a bit dramatic (and furious at being co-opted by Starbucks). Furthermore, usage of the word further occurs through-out, in homage to FURTHER, the Magic Bus of the intrepid, LSD-guzzling,  Merry Pranksters, in whose emulated Spirit of Fun, I dedicate these tales.
   Finally, with all due respect, allow me to reveal the Sangrael : a host of Immortals (the Pranic / Sanguinary Undead), cultivating "Heart and Soul"3.....IN DIVINE SERVICE.....with "A Love Like Blood"4; in the belief "Everything is Communal"5 and "All Life (& Death) Sacred....and Absurd!"6

       
          For Whom does the Sangrael serve?

              ENJOY YOUR NEW FLESH!
        
             I trust it will be "enuf to peirs a stony hart."7



1 "Are You Experienced?" -- Jimi Hendrix, Psychic TV
2  The Wandering Unicorn, by Manuel Mujica Lain
3 "Heart and Soul" -- Joy Division
4 "A Love Like Blood" -- Killing Joke
5 "Everything is communal, including God." -- Baudelaire
6 "Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity." -- Julio Cortazar
7 17th century colloquialism