Flaxus

The Flaxus is in control. Repeat. The Flaxus is in control.

Kneel and bow to the Flaxus. The Flaxus is the ruler of the galaxy. Kneel and bow. Heel and toe. Kneel and bow. Heel and toe.

Bow to the Flaxus.

Congratulations. You've won supreme domination. You are now the Flaxus.

Bow to the Flaxus."

—Robert Frost

Have you ever read that poem? I found it in a Robert Frost anthology. I think the guy got really into science fiction later in life.

I'm on bug juice. The skin on my arms is black and leathery, and torn and loose, and crawls in waves down to my wrists and then breaks and flaps and snaps. Robert Frost.'

Yeah, man, can you believe this guy? He got really whacked out on heroin after his science fiction did a crap in the bookstores.