comprising soul asylum where grateful dead (albeit marked, via weathered tomb stones) hermetically sealed once vibrant corporeal mortals betook their eternal slumber.
One among their number included a misanthrope who sported long straggly hair bushy eyebrows shield
ding cold eyes of steel straggly bearded clammy chin in tandem with a hairy body which when alive (long time ago)
upheld upon unshod feet, a severely hunchbacked ****** Within dense pitch-black terrain (Mother Nature enlisting
a menagerie of life forms accustomed to hellish environment) awash with unrecognizable alien sights and sounds
mollycoddling bewitching warlocks, mailer daemons, trolling trojan horses imps of the pervert chieftains, fiery long and fostered Golems
who called underworld their private demesne also alluded to Marcy's playground holding hostage Alice in Chains
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The Beastie Boys, Culture Club The Human League, and Village People a Crowded House
Emitting wisps of ethereal matter appearing a small medium at large chat snap ping, flickr ring indeed joyus minions exalting piety good and plenti.
Prone ounce sing proud purgatory promoting protean phantasmagoria hideous hulu hoop dancing holograms highly distorted grotesque silent 10,000 maniacs screaming sinister semblance to banshees slithering across escarpment.
Echoing one end of universe to the other putting to shame initial big bang ranking as a mere whimper that original primordial blast
which cosmological exploits generated heavenly sphere instantaneously comparison viz Krakatoa times Googleplex essentially reduced to insignificance albeit on the analogous tinker toy premised conjectures of brilliant minds
could gander feeble educated guesses asper extraordinary natural phenomena mortal mankind could never approximate as belligerent threats punctuated,
via nuclear warfare merely rates as a flickr amidst uber kindle snap chat ting tinder blinks, extinguishes, snuffs out one lowly Beatle browed bipedal simian.