Chapter 1- The Rage of George
Chapter 2- Rattling of Sabres
Chapter 3- Entreaties Rejected
Chapter 4- Osama Speaks
Chapter 5- The Underworld
Chapter 6- Fatherly Advice
Chapter 7- The Gods of War
Chapter 8- Juggernaut
Chapter 9- The Prisoners
Chapter 10- Interrogation
Chapter 11- George Dreams
Chapter 12- In the Clouds
Chapter 13- Déjeuner
Chapter 14- Secret Agent
Chapter 15- The Tyrant Flees
Chapter 16- Out of Order
Chapter 17- George Descends
Chapter 18- Master Kim
Chapter 19- Uncurious George
Chapter 20- Asana
Chapter 21- Doing the Patriot Act
Chapter 22- Immaculate Reception
Chapter 23- The Little Prince
Chapter 24- Mission Accomplished
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Deep within the dark bowels of the earth
Under relentless weight of solid rock,
The Ichor of the gods flows black and viscous
In vast underground pools. Blood of ages past,
Its movements are measured in geologic time,
Not decades, years, months or days.
The Ichor of the gods holds power,
Concentrated wealth of evolutionary eons,
Stored planetary capital, captured
Energy of the sun. Rich potential
But hidden for good reason, it sits
Unbidden until tapped by man.
Man probes all things deeply,
Including the warm rich earth. Driving
Tools far below ground and rock, man
Discovers the Black Ichor of the gods
Draws its promise and peril
Back upon the surface.
The Ichor of the gods
Becomes the world’s premier fuel.
The ancient lakes far underground
Are drained, their contents shipped
Around the globe, pumped, burned,
Used to boil water and turn wheels.
Economies are turned as well,
No coincidence Iraq's become
A fuel-rich fertile crescent. The West,
Hooked on wealth, power, consumer goods
Craves Ichor to satisfy its
Overpowering energy addiction.
Black Ichor’s the world’s currency,
Fortunes built and empires founded
On its rich power. And with it comes
The Ichor Cult, bent on its own survival,
Forcing all to live like vampires
On the oily blood of ancestors.
The Bushiad and The Idyossey - Copyright 2004 by Victor Littlebear - All rights reserved