Dearly beloved, we gather today to celebrate the sweet fragmentation of the God-Child Terry as its spirit becomes one xagillion for the tranquil myth-makers' star-born leisure blink.
Here we witness the fertile permeation of one kind soul as a means to save All-things from dishonorable servitude, to create galaxies, to melt fences, to destroy the paranoid stigmata that often attaches itself bat-like to the Plutonian cornucopia where Flim-Flam men seek Weird Noah's mirage parlor.
The generous life, the love that we all share, the iconic future of sharing, these things culminate in a tide that can never be stemmed. By acknowledging an arrhythmic ebb, we gain an UNSHAKABLE common ground which envelopes us in the safe swarm-atmosphere better known as "an indivisible dandelion explosion":
It is facing the world together;
It is making sure to forgive and forget;
It is knowing that every dawn is a creature;
It is admitting that this ceremony never ends;
It is learning that even if you aren’t the cause of the ceremony you’re always a part of it;
It is vulnerable nothingness;
It is admitting that anything can be an infant;
It is the distant relative;
It is the cave of antiquity reborn;
It is a drunk old Scotsman who can roll around on top of the ozone;
It is possibility set like a jewel;
It is what a monster thinks about before the execution;
It is Pandora's flashing neon time.
In the many lives about to be joined before us we discover a happy accident. For them the extraordinary has interrupted the routines of ordinary life with a sweet fragmentation. Now you will witness them as they immortalize fate's gentle sorcery,
God-Child Terry, will you become one as many great loves for All-things?
"I, the God-Child Terry, will be one as many great loves for All-things. I will trust and honor All-things. I will stand idly by through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy. No matter what, I might be there as I have given my heart to hold in the good hands of everyone and anything that moves."
Will you love honor, cherish, and protect All-things as a way to swiftly subvert the slave master's death quest for as long as it exists?
"I will."
All-things, do you take the God-Child Terry to be one as many great loves?
"We take the God-Ghild Terry to be one as many great loves. We will trust and honor the God-Child Terry. We will stand by the God-Child Terry through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy. As we have given you our hands to hold, so to, God-Child Terry, shall we give our lives to you."
Will you promise to love, honor, and protect the God-Child Terry as a way to swiftly subvert the slave master's death quest for as long as it exists?
"We will."
An imaginary ring is love's unbroken circle signifying the chameleon destiny and the subversion of the slave master's death quest.
"This ring is a leisurely gesture given with the promise that I will love and honor you, All-things. With this ring I set you free."
An imaginary ring is love's unbroken circle signifying the chameleon destiny and the subversion of the slave master's death quest.
"This ring is a leisurely gesture given with the promise that I will love and honor you, God-Child Terry. With this ring We set you free."
By the submissive power vested in bog-shine, someone now pronounces you nebulous and fun!
You may kiss the high.