In the final four Angelhaunt books, Jason Stuart Ratcliff further develops the role of the artist as prophet.
JSR's Schizophrenia Experience
These final four Angelhaunt books are at once philosophy and works of art. Ratcliff has created in these four books both poetry and religion, both blasphemy and a completely original cosmology. Ratcliff has looked into himself, found both treasures and terrors, and made works only a madman could create.
The sands moved in, and covered everything over, and covered over the people’s faces. The people thus lost their faces, and whenever they saw one another they said, "Who are you? Who is this?" for they could not recognize one another, for everyone had lost their faces in the sands. They walked about without faces, they ate without faces and drank without faces, and no one could recognize anyone, for the people had lost their faces. And they mourned and said, "Give us back our faces," but the devil would not give them back their faces, for the devil had stolen away their faces, and was keeping them, and doing all sorts of evil rituals and rites with the people’s faces. Thus the people had lost their faces to the sands and to the devil, and they stopped and said, "Is there no end to the sands and the desert?" and there was no end to the sands and the desert, and the people mourned for their lost faces, and cried out, "Give us back our faces."
Their faces were in hell with the devil, and their faces all gathered together and said, "We are the people’s faces, and so we weep." And the people’s faces wept, as they went through the devil’s rituals and rites, and the devil was very pleased to have the people’s faces, for he had sent the sands to steal away the people’s faces. The people’s faces all gathered into one spot in hell, and said, "The people have lost us to the sands and to the devil; and so we weep, as faces do." And the faces wept and wept, all in rows, all gathered together into one spot in hell, and there was no end to the rows of faces; and so the devil was very pleased, and would not give the people back their faces. And there was no end to the sands and the desert, for the sands had covered over the people’s faces, and stolen the people’s faces. One face in particular had a little chip on its tooth, this chip was triangular in shape, and had probably been chipped away in an accident or in chewing something hard. And this face was recognized by the chip in its tooth to be the face of a king, and the devil said, "I have even the faces of kings," and then he turned and looked about him and said, "Look at all my lovely faces," and was very pleased to have the face that had the triangular chip in its tooth.