In which Captain Mission is reborn in the flesh of the Mother and the Daughter and the Profane Corporeality.
On the last supper and the first fuck.
A missive to a young lady, posted betwixted beheading and reincarnation, on the subject of tentacle rape.
Wherein, to make use of his incorporal time, Captain Mission reminds the youth of the pleasures of learning, and their certain benefits for the inception of knowledge deep within the womb of the mind.
