The Black Pillar With A Preface By Randall Pike
I'm not going to be grandiose or make sweeping and phony sounding ooh's and ahh's about the book you hold in your hands right now. Such a display would be missing the point entirely. That said, contained herein is not really a book at all. It is not a doctrine, or even a treatise describing a doctrine. Jason Perdue has destroyed and rebuilt and shattered again the concept of what a work of this nature consists of. And just what, you may ask, IS this? A philosophical primer? No. A religious rant? Hardly. Empty babblings based on jaded vitriolic ignorance? Never. I can't really describe this in any rational way because this book is not rational. It is chaos itself. The defiling of what we hold dear, because we know not what we love. This rips the spoon from your mouth, and asks you to feed yourself. You may spit it up, but not a drop is ever wasted.