This
photo captures the moment before Brent Johnson suddenly and
inexplicably started referring to himself as Mesahib Deka, Fifteenth
Astral Projection of the All-Seeing Name That Shall Not Be Known. He
also began referring to his friends as 'Puppets of meat' and
spending hours upon hours in the fish section of mall pet stores. His
writing decayed into long-winded, morose musings on the blind
ignorance of all mankind and their inability to part the veil of
illusion behind which the All-Seeing Name That Shall Not Be Known
hid his glory. No Apologies! Press threatened to fire him if he
didn't start producing humorous material. To maintain an outlet in
which his message could be spread, Mesahib Deka began punching up
his transcendental manifesto with what he (and very few others)
considered 'jokes'. The following is a typical example of his humor
writing for No Apologies!
On
the mandated, yet entirely arbitrary, day of the circumnavigation of
the great eye, when the Puppets of meat in the country of aMerica
gather in public secrecy to celebrate their facade of choosing, the
All-Seeing Name That Shall Not Be Known recalls his Astral
Projections back behind the veil. It is then that I communicate to
the other Astral Projections that I just transcended from the
Corporeal world and boy is my Silver Cord tired. Meanwhile, the
Puppet of meat that I usually inhabit known once as Brent Johnson is
bound once again to express his nonfunctioning, overly liberal whims
on a small, dotted piece of paper (which holds no opinions in and of
itself) in the hopes that a specific liberal Puppet of meat will be
selected to ignore Puppet of meat Brent Johnson's whims in order to
fill its own pockets and mind with Corporate Cash and Corporate
Ideas, respectively.
Mesahib
Deka continues to write more of the same for No Apologies! while the
editors continue to pretend to publish them. Although, Mesahib Deka
does do a fine job with the layout of Future Retard.
