Wednesday, February 25

Prophecy: Dire Times Indeed, Comrades



Comrades,

Today is finding you in the highest of spirits, da?

You are not needing to answer, comrades! I am reading your minds ever as you are reading my words!  

I am seeing some are answering “YES”, others are answering “NO”. I am also seeing that some of you are undead, which is not polite! I will be asking you to be stopping your undead shenaniganisms!

You see! I am being right! “How is comrade Konstantinovich knowing my thoughts?!” you are asking, yes? Is not necessary for you to be piercing brain with bottle opener, friend llama! I will answer: I am being psychical!

You are seeing now, yes? No?

No more reading for you, undead James Madison! I am no longer cleaning your decapitatings of garden gnomes and taxi drivers! They are wronging you no more since the 1877 Treaty of Moises Rabinowitz’s Garden Party! Enough I am saying!

Many days ago, I am seeing in the future a broadcast of right wing talk radio NPR, which was not ACTUALLY airing until this week!

You are wishing for context, yes? Friends, I am all too pleased to be accommodating you:
YOU SEE, NOW?? YES, COMRADES! THAT IS CORRECT!!

Your contextualizing begins anew HERE and HERE, yes????

Accordingly, I am asking my Canadian goose spirit guide, Bending Ralph Fenster, last Wednesday for audience with my comrades on the Planet 9Yuhgligigzh10, in the city of +_8+&.

And I am being rewarded by telepathically communicating with planetary governor, Earth Wind and Fire! (his real name is being incomprehensible to humans, and liable to be driving them insane. So he is asking me to be calling him after his favorite earth music group)

And here is his sayings:
  • Konstantinovich, your smelling appendage is no longer afforded its rich heritage of Rose Petals!
  • The United States shall undergo a shift to the blue end of the spectrum!
  • An elderly woman from Istanbul shall devour the Declaration of Independence in one bite. Fortunately, historical archivists shall recover it from amongst her scat. Inexplicably, it shall be found to be re-written in the language of the North American flying squirrel. 
Yes, comrades! You are thinking correctly if you are wishing for further readings of your mind’s bellies!

All I am asking is for a small donation!

-Dasvedanya!

Cross posted @ the Good Kentuckian


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