tures who moved from Sphere to Sphere would meet up to talk, joke, eat, exchange spells and news, make love or commit the occasional genocide.
Over the next few thousand centuries, the creatures who dwelled in the second and third Spheres struck a kind of dente. Unfortunately for the beasts of in the first Sphere (which included ninety-nine percent of humanity), they forgot about the other Spheres completely and only glimpsed them in their dreams.
Or so they thought.
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Strange Attractors
Later, Spyder went out the back and into the alley behind the Bardo Lounge for a quick piss.
It wasnt Spyders habit to urinate in public, but at the best of times the Lounges toilets were questionable. Sometime during the day, Rubi told him, they had committed Hara kiri. "One summer during college I was trekking in Nepal," Rubi said. "First night out we came to this little village and I asked this lady who ran the local teahouse where the toilets were. In Nepali she said, essentially, Anywhere but here, and pointed to an open field. "
As Spyder unzipped in the alley, he consider the clubs name and wondered if the real afterlife would be at all like this. A tab at your favorite bar. Pretty girls to chat up. The occasional piss in an alley next to Gods own dumpster. It didnt seem like the afterlife would be too bad a place. Spyder wondered who the bouncer in the Bardo Realm would be. The Black Bhairab, he decided. Shivas most wrathful form. The six-armed, crown-of-skulls-wearing Mad Max of the afterlife.
Spyder zipped up and turned to reenter the club. Like a bad dream, the Black Bhairab was right there beside him. Something big enough, strong enough and wild enough to be the B
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