A bit more recap & then the first adventure

(Cont.)

Now, since everything was copacetic among the Volcano’s multitudes, the goat-eyed wild man proceeded to pilot the caravansary. There were always new exotic places to visit.

Some of the names of the lands where the wayfarers of the Volcano had already toured, and partially settled, are as follows. The Happy Isles; the City of Emeralds in Oz; all the ivy-league fiefdoms, that of the Harvardites, the Cornellians, the Princetonians, the Brunonians, the Yalies, the Dartmouthians, and the Penn Quakers; Golden-Age Hollywood; Hawaii and Alaska; the legendary “Promised Land” owned by Jehovah; Las Vegas; and the wilderness.

And the people from all these places had intermixed and melded with the multitudes of the Volcano. Again, some of the Volcano’s pilgrims chose to stay in each country they visited; and some of the natives from each of these countries chose to join the caravansary. So there was a constant rejuvenating influence among the populaces, and a circulating vibrancy, with fresh faces always appearing, and novel notions continuously inspiring all these open minds. The situation was the opposite of Blake’s proverb “Expect poison from the standing water.”

Feat 1: Othniel Elohim

So the first destination that the Volcano chose to show to the traveling sector of his populace was the Mississippi Stream, which issued from the Waterworks owned by Third Samuel, also known as Sam Tertius.

So the caravan went over to Minnesota, where the famous Stream begins. And then they all spent the next eight years with the nymphs from that location, floating down the Mississippi.

Thus they mixed and mingled with the Stream People, and, as usual, Man the robo-butler, artificial grandson of Bryan the King of America, alerted Yahweh Peor the Volcano-god to the fact that the Auspicious Hour was upon them, and Seeds of Promise were then conceived. This is the normal outcome, whenever new nations meld; I only mention it in detail like this because it’s the first time that such an event has occurred in the present scroll: I hope that you can remember it henceforward, so that I don’t need to keep repeating myself.

And when they had reached the end of the Mississippi Stream, the Volcano raised up among them an elohim named Othniel to help the pilgrims get back on dry land. And he made sure that their robo-butler Man did not get wet, for if liquid were ever to invade his casing and touch his electrical innards, it could generate sparks.

And Man was also the one who carried the Ark of Remembrance, which was like a portable museum that served as the Volcano’s treasury.

So Othniel of the elohims helped the multitudes out of their kayaks. And the spirit of the Volcano infused Othniel, and he represented the caravan fairly and in a very friendly fashion, during diplomatic sessions at the Mississippi Waterworks with Huck Trismegistus (the shadow-ganger of Third Samuel).

Thus there was peacetime for yet another forty years. And Enoch came and took Othniel back to the Fulness.