A: After the Wedding Feast in Heaven, girl, an inexhaustible time/space in the starry sky for us - this is only a millinillion X maximumtrillion surplus possibilities available in God’s Universe:

Q: Wonder if you’d like to fly-away to the very stars with I, yore Capt. bb9 for the most insane, intimate passion? We gotta lotta time left now: ♾ X ♾ ...yet the concept of time as an entity has lil’ meaning for the Creative Doctrine (my name for the Trinity) who plays overNover how much sHe loves 2B14 this exceptional sojourn:

❌

‘Hey, you, BizarreBoy’ (a six-armed-detritus/beetle-lookin-thing withis phosphorous-green-shell; the normal form of greeting on this planetoid). ‘Yo!’ (almost barfed); yet I held up a hang loose. Sed she, ‘I wuz wund’n if you cood do a slap-shtick-comedy tonight at the baar heer on 9lvl?’ (guess I gotta pretty killer demeanor). She didn’t wait; immediately she flew-away to tell her frienz withe many pupae still attached [gulp]

❌

First, though, we gotta explore the galaxy, stopping at the maaany moons/the underground, rescuing souls as a corporal act of mercy, whew (difficult wurx; totally worth it); however, we like to take a break, too, before we resume. We’re docked at a colony... didn’t quite catch ‘KnowName’? we’ll deliberately leave the hatches/portals OPEN so the Vox Populi can literally stowaway. Gotcha!!

❌

...and write zzzillions of novels/desires in d’B.O.M.M throughout the universe? PLUS! travel to cool, planet Avatar which you can stay for ten thousandish years (or howeva long you desire). We could pick you up afterward ...or y’might wanna morph.

❌

...explore priceless, bizarre, designed-to-be-absurd, psych-O-wurldz! Yay!! \o/ ...even do a wild-SciFi-zine 4X per year filled withe surplus surrealism: God’s alt.eternal treasures ᴙ the bomb.

❌

...or moovNgroovn on KodexxII ...or a sheeer gargoogolplex of parsecs withe hang-loose/knock-out-dolls!! Wherever I am, babe, look-me-Upstairs.