I am the great Goddess, Patchouli, Supreme Commander of ALL Cyberspace! It is I, from my small tower in San Francisco, where I am attended 24 hours a day by my mortal mammal servants and house boys, biped servant Robert French, my royal pillow and paw bearer, and biped servant Scott Young, oh how often I have with hellish delight ripped asunder your art work and seeming accidentally stepped on that delete key.
I, with the allegiance of my feline kinsperson, Wizard, the wise and knowledgeable techno-mage cat, have brought this section of Cyberspace into being. We thank Wizard's powerful mental powers over his biped servant Owen Crowley. The Empire gives you many thanks.
And I would like to thank myself, for using the awesome psionic powers of my cat mind that is mine to command as a Goddess, for telepathically controlling Mark Pesce's mind and endowing it with concepts of Cyberspace. (I knew there was the space for it!)
You have served me well, My Pesce biped, and for your reward I will allow you to continue to worship me. Oh, blessed be . . .Me.
To my devoted unibrow, Tony Parisi, technoscribe, for creating the symbols necessary to bring forth my multiverse, you have served me well. You too are allowed to continue to worship me. And bring tuna.
Unto all other bipeds who have paid homage to me and worshipped me, know that I thank you for your devotion and loyalty. I shall allow you to pet me!
Unto all biped mammals, Know that I am the Goddess Patchouli, house cat and Supreme Commander of ALL Cyberspace!!