Why Angels Can Fly.

Met Tony for tea. He. Had
egg on toast. Boasted most
about his trip to the coast.

Continually
going on about.
Attempted
galectic gamma ray sterialisation.
By Them. He then goes on to tell.
That this Them might be We.
Or at least in the future. That this They
might be We. He also thinks
that others. Are capable of launching
meteorites maliciously. The Delta Slingshot Lot.
And directly in our direction. Even capable of.
Carrying exotic wild life virus infection
injection. "We need some kind of
protection. Some kind of
fence erection."
He then tells me.

Of his recent reading. Give me
a look at his book. INTELLIGENT FALLING.
"It disputes even refutes. Laws of gravity"
Puts forward the theory that this traversty.
Is really Holy Hand of God.
Pushing apples down. Holding heaven up.

"The reason behind
Newton's inability to fly, and why
the angels
don't even have to try."

Then changing abruptly
the subject. He says.

"Last night I slapped Mary." Called her morbid,
depressed, totally self obsessed. Told her. "To get a grip
you drip. You've
flipped. "Told her that in the region
of Minus Major Minor.
Hundreds of stars were colliding. Millions
of planets dying.
"And can't you hear that terrible galactic shriek
you geek."