It was boiling and bubbling In the tidal pools of moderate eternity.
Soltek Reborn #6 – Karma Bazaar
The karma slurry disposal service went on strike again and in the club last night he had given away generously his last extra life. “Perhaps a little too generous.” he thought for a moment, but he sent the thought immediately in his box drawer, pointing the perpetrators of these foreign frequency at its associated space, the ancestral seat in the corner of his home temple to-go.
Unfortunately, there was no more dices which could fall to ask for guidance and as even the rails arrived at the 9, even Alischwaba.cos reported “Sold out”.
The icosmologic oracle advised him to buy one admission ticket to the annual karma bazaar and he walked straight into it. It resounded „Good choice!“ and the bunny kitten offered him a cosmic tuning fork for all cases. 128 Hertz? She nodded and the big wide manga eyes had him closely seduced to buy it, but bazaar is bazaar and then he favorited with the tantra dominatrix. Popping her karma whips of all worlds made his chi trickle, but also the karmic deals in the most remote quantum folds of the multiverse excited him considerably. Without hesitation he signed the free karma bonus card contract with the ten extra sins without archive liability.
The mantra grunge live act band „Karma Killer“ started to play and he gave a round of karma fun booze during the dark lord was sulking in the corner, because no one wanted to play with him. A little fairy tinkled his karma bells and he sank into the valley of humiliation.
Gravitational waves from sources of antiquity caressed his heart and tears of grace watered the parched deserts of the Babylonian ghettos.