“Aaaaaaeeeeeeeaaaaaaaa OOOOOOOOOOOO UMMMMMMMM OOOOOOO!” Your voice resonates with a frequency unheard by Earthly ears. The vibration coalesces with the electro-magnetic pulses coursing through the ganglia framing the consciousness of the cockroaches around you. Goddamn are you ever glad you took a credit in Invertebrate Sonics in Uni! Clearly, everything is coming up Boris, as the tiny critters flock to your vocal control. A living shield of cockroaches… no that’s wrong… a heavenly voice speaks in a language from beyond this realm, while the words are not English, you instinctively understand them to be naming your roaches their inter-dimensional, true godly name, Earth Angels. As you scream this sacred term, they all as once clasp their claws into your lawyer costume, and lift you into the air with unbelievably synchronized wing beats, obviously entrained to the beautiful vibrato of your soaring voice. You hear angels join in with harmonies from beyond the aether, hitting notes not reliant on Pythagorean ratios, the glory… this is beyond anything imaginable. Are you becoming a God? No… this is not coming from you, you are tuning in to truths from beyond the 5 petty senses of this 3 dimensional plane of existence. Your third eye explodes from your forehead and scatters brain matter all across the alleyway below you. You begin to convulse, froth exits your mouth as the ambulance attendants brush off the garbage from your lapels and strap you into a gurney. Sorry buddy, no rasslin’ for you, it’s off to the funny farm!