I've just come across a bit more of Peter's scribblings to himself, on the back of a manila envelope. It is undated and disjointed, but I will do my best to recreate some of these ramblings today.

Peter starts out with an untitled Poem:

One Grate Day in the Moaning,
God Eeped Out of Everywhere!
God Lurches to Bethlehem Steel,
    Ever to be borne by
    Rough Bart Bridges,
Huvvers to the uvver side
    (the still tracks lead there)
And Pluvvers through a Power Launch:

Rite out of the Blue, Moon
    Out of Ein Soph More,
God appears as the Whey
    squozen from [note: yin/yang symbol drawn here]
    cultured Swish cheeses,
    then dry stone throne storkly
    into the sighing sky /
    becomes a Swallow,
    (the bird witch brings no babies)
No Babies! Roard God and
    the Thunder Pealed!
No Babies! And Lightening,
        Healed

Ev'ry One of all Ills,
    with no pill but a
        Bitter Kuetch---
No Babies Butt, you
    All git to Live Forever!
Yule never get Musty!
Yew'll be Fresh each
    Fantastic New Day!
It'll be a Jump'n Jack Gas!

Christ! Here Comes Everybody!
    Born a Nude Beach Dei! DIEING?         Weal
be bridg'n that cross when we
        come intwit.

Did we care? Did we Come to Know
Now, Now     that each Human Life
IS Irreplaceable? Be'yawned the Beyond
Infinitely Precious, Just 'Cause
the Factory Just Folded ---
Out of Business &
There Ain t No More!
        She said, blackly...

Ra means to be scene
Remains to be sane...
        "Strangely Attractive"

        (I continued)(cuntinude)

Here's another titled "Strange Attractor":

   uncreated
   be created
   be creative
   procreate, live
   be cremated
   re-created
   educated

(This was undated, but I assume it is approximately 2000-2004. Make of it what you will.)