I just think this is a wonderful, bizarre, and fantastical game wherein the PCs are going around obliterating pockets of stability in the cosmic maelstrom that is(?) god(?). There's graffiti, there's magic spells, there's using graffiti to make doors open to new places. You crawl a set of rooms and defeat the local boss (fight? dance-off? debate? magic duel? sneaky poison?) and then the area collapses back into the static haze of the storm and you go to the next place, maybe getting closer to the godhead. Maybe some pissed locals from the last place are at the next place, maybe you can ignore a stable pocket of reality and rent a room there or something. Magic mutates you, physical fighters are feared for their dangerous mastery of switchblades or grenade launchers, and generation tables for PCs are amazing (body style: 'cyclopean tits out'). It is strange and it is great.