Sardonic
Sunday, November 25, 2007 11:11I was driving to work this morning listening to Prairie Home Companion and I wondered if, after I’m gone, suddenly all of my work will make sense to someone. Like if you overlay it with the astrological chart of the world, my powders are made with the herbs of each planet and demonstrate a relationship between the Lewellen 2007 calender and the boiling point of water. And so surely, I must have been channeling god.
I noticed yesterday that when Gertrude is here, I’m not the only one that retreats to another room altogether. Other readers don’t even come out of their respective rooms. Like… all of them. Except two… which, ironically enough, have both had head trauma.
And I wondered if the Mayan calender stopped in 2012 because - well, what civilized human being would want to spend his or her life charting thousands of years ahead when surely people 5000 years from then would have fucking computers by then and could do it for them damn selves. Or maybe on Dec 21, 2012, YHWH will REALLY come back and take all of his children back. Like a massive recall. They have small parts that make everyone around them choke.
