Was my troubled head to be the frequent theater of horrors for a malicious being?The absurdity of it all went clean through me like a draft emanating from the beating wings of Lucifer.In response I laughed out aloud. An insane chuckle that burrowed into the night with demonic urgency.My lament was purely comical. I was shaking my fist at the skies, imploring a deaf deity to dance to my song. "How so you fool?" I queried myself laughing some more.By the end of it, I was in a mood to receive more outlandish transmissions. Rot, vultures, open sewers, crucified thief's beside Christ, Delilah's frightful kiss... I was open for any message.