"So, Morris is it?" "What the hell is Lifebomb?"
I am so glad you asked, no really I am.

What you are reading is the first in  a new long running experiment in the act of hypersigiling and metafiction.

"What the hell are you talking about Morris?"

Ok, let me 'splain.
This blog is one part of a larger machine. The machine is a piece of interlocking fiction, visual, public, private, psychic, physical, and most of all heart felt. All these pieces are being created simultaneously by craftsmen of the first order, creatures of greater fictions and ideals from places and depths we all know and have seen in our red books when we dared to peek inside.

The purpose is simple. I am creating myself. I am an adventurer on a ship set to sail the great sea of life as it is being created by the words and actions of the greater story. Where am I to go? Where ever it may lead.

My goal, well that would be cheating wouldn't it?
I can't just let you jump to the last page and spoil the ending. Read along dear friends, join the ride if you like. Share you energies, take a chance and become legion with me. Together we will write the stories we will want to sing to the celestial choirs to show them that we were the masters of this great creation.

We write the stories, we live the stories, the stories live us, it's all one in the same.

The dye is cast, the magi had died and the babe screams aloud to the heavens to show the glory of the phoenix principle, the machine is slowly churning itself into life.

Whatdaya' say kid? Spend a dime, take a seat, this is going to be a wild ride...

humbly (ha!)
Morris