The antichrist kind of suspected that his time was coming. He was a complicated man, but very naive and with barely a smile of character. Actually the antichrist may have been a woman sort of like pope Joan, in the very Middle Ages, and after that, if literary gossssss sip could be believed, they reconstructed the papal throne. This may have come directly from the pen of the writer of believe it or not?
But, it goes on to write that the pope’s throne was reconstituted by a simple act of drilling a glory hole into the seat of it, thereby making the requisite job of papal peeping to. A novel but well paying and need to mention, influential job.
Thereafter there was never a doubt as to whom, the possession of said seat truly and rightfully belonged to.
But, aside from gossip, others may be viewing for the job, the retarded, Spanish bourbon, no whisky, no that’s it Spanish Hapsburg prince, or even one of the offspring of the court of st James, son of the most evil creatures alive claims one source, or even
The new Russian tear, or Obama. Yeah, whatever.
Any rate tounge Waggers and habitual jerkoffs know best, because missing so much along the way,
They cannot understand Henry millers wise pronouncement
That u do not have to go to Athens to be there. If you can put it into your heart, then there is no reason why you should not immediately start a course of cholesterol drugs, Greece tends to clutter it all up, and the great fear of really being there
Is claustrophobia to the nth power. or some kind of power.
That Such a creature, who can have himself crucified in a black mass exists or not, remain to be seen.
But, or BUTT, dunno which, (and it is important to)
Which is which, but often sloppy, bukovski type classlessness mixed with unwarranted bravado works well. At any rate, he must love stories to be such a figment of their own imaginations, to be able to appreciate nature walks, and retro images of Nietzchean confusion edging on delirium.
He must be Ecco homo , the same Eco of pendulum fame where such trivial madnesses as going on and on as in total unaware ness of how ridiculous the whole idea is, is mitigated.
It is certain that the antichrist is of the same type of product as Luther martins original edict nailed to the cathedral door, but the sources are much more
Obscure, which incidentally was caused by a very
Nerve wracking and uneven penmanship of
Revolt against the periphery of the
Repression of stigmata, upon the body
Of a naive boy, who was widely
Admired by such as various barons
Of mainly Germany and England in cahoots
(Described very well in various covens by
Tom Crusing)
What any of this had anything to do with Foucault and his pendulum remains to be explored,
But the fact of covens, secret societies and such have always been a matter of extreme interest and speculation
Among the ones in the know, whoever they may be,
And they are even now, plotting the necessary extinction of most of the population.,
The remarkably good reason not to believe this,mis the comforting thought , the supposed fearless cyborg community will not yet evolve to the point where they can actually foreclose on style, since their preoccupation with content is in the rare to well done rane, skipping the medium for reasons unknown.
at any rate, there will be fear, and trembling
Resembling Black Friday when hordes tremble the weaker underfoot getting to the best buys for incredible bargains
Only to find the best stuff gone,
There will be no comparison, and no judgement,
Every piece of art may then be gone, except
The Rembrandts and the Other classics,
Because the entrepreneurs left the most expensive
And childish murillos and Warhols for the last
So here we are at the bottom of the third,
Waiting for HIM, like for a Godot ,
And I bet my bottom dollar if I had one, that everyone will cheer him on, I suppose he will look magnificent riding on a totally devistating and incredibly beautifully white Siberian tiger, of the finest lineage. (No not the one that nearly killed
That guy in Vegas)
Crowd will cheer, super computer headed humanoids will stomp their feet in agreement, barely contained by the growling ten feet tall flaming fire eyed cyborgs with drawn lazor hatchets . the mongoloids will nod in agreement, some excited to the extent, they actiually slashed their own hands and started to munch on them. Ambulances and screaming mothers
Crazed, threw their children into the flowing river, which appeared lava like burning the coastline as it silently flowed down the embankments of that
Very famous city south of Vienna.
here the prof stopped, and suddenly to everyone’s surprise, removed the skin of his body appendage,
And stepped out of it, and hey the crowds roared in disbelief, when it was revealed he was non other than
Dr…oh no,someone played the sax, slowly and sweetly, as the riverboat gently the red city of the lava flow drift by, and he said, well
What do you expect, after all the refrain
By Judy garland to the wizard of ahhhhhhhhhhs?
I have an idea as an afterthought, the woman looked into his eyes, and said you are a dick thinking