Genesis

"On the first day the Sky Dog swam in blackness all complete with the empty shape of the All Day Forever Blue and a dark punk edge piercing on the face of the void. The shadow of the Sky Dog rippled over the blue, and the soul of the first void atom split into a billion dollars, scattering across the face of the Great Nothing like Filaments of Gold. On the other end the glowing embers of creation rained down on a green place of virgin cotton, the ground a throbbing pregnancy of ore – a place without meaning or form. Unto the men that grew from the soil of the Mint Planet fell the gold dust – the spark of the idea of Possession Beyond Means. The shadow of the Sky Dog gravitated onwards, pulsing through the black and blue and finding this earth yet unmade. And the men of the earth quivered in His shadow, and knelt unto Him and raised their voices in prayer, for the men of this world were afraid. And so the Sky Dog said unto them, go forth and consume the world, for I bless it for you and all mankind, and The Scent of the Bill was given unto them to ripen their lungs to the Great Greed Endeavour, for this was to be their purpose. And mankind went forth with the vision, the eternity planted between their eyes like a third desire, and ripped once the ore from the earth…”