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Watch For Falling Angels!


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FOR THE GAME OF LIFE
(& SOUNDTRACK LINER NOTES)





  • featuring the music and lyrics of

    Dog's Tooth Violet
    &
    Snake Handling Immortal Tongue Speakers



  • Order Form For The Soundtrack




  • Game Instructions

    Object: Find the meaning of life.

    By making choices ... or not making choices, you can advance through different levels, obtain enlightenment (passwords that allow access to special pathways and new levels).

    Perhaps the knowledge you gain along the journey will help you find the goal? Perhaps your intuition, a gut feeling, fate or luck will aid your mission?

    BEWARE ! of pitfalls ... bottomless pits, injustice, malice, narrow-mindedness, endless cycles and the such.

    We suggest listening to the soundtrack while you play along ... as the answers and meanings may become clearer. The original version of the www game was established 12-29-95 with the realization that most people will be viewing it with a 14.4 modem, however; the game is a flux ... it will grow with the internet. (Currently, the soundtrack and the game are separate entities.)

    Scene

    The scene is an asphalt schoolyard of a turn of the century school house on a dirty, overcast, and cold December day in the modern day Northern Hemisphere. Six devilishly cherubic fourteenish boys encircle and taunt a hoplessly defensless phobia filled pudgy boy with buzzcut hair and horned rim glasses.

    They attack the phobic one with small bits of foreign objects which they stick in his ears, nose, mouth, down his shirt and underpants. They tell him that these objects are live bees and wasps. The boy's eyes are virtually bulging out of his skull in terror. Commonsense has no chance of prominence in the wake of terror that caused his heart to race and pressurize the blood in his arteries and veins. No, a fear of death would not let him rationalize that there should be no bees and wasps out this time of year.

    Piercing screams of the boy's anguish for the six to stop, go on without yield. However, one of the newest to this group of six (Joshua) feels one of the screams, like a cold icy shaft, pierce his heart. Joshua's mind is sucked up into his self conscious as his spirit comes out of his body like a swirling white mist and floats over, around and through this circle. He passes through the minds and souls and hearts of the taunters and the taunted.