
Poor little puddle flowers …


Here are some good markers of immanent collapse:

“If it looks like the ‘good guys’ are winning, then we are all about to lose.” – Dr. Freckles


We have monkeys that will live to be 8 trillion years old …
We’ll place them in time goblets …
They will be fired into the center of super dooper MEGA black hole …
Their path through time and space will be filled with rage and cagey back stabbing love magic …
Their worlds will be formed of onyx brutality and spectacular mud sauce …
IMMORTAL MONKEYS …
Like chicken and pigs having sex and getting monkey herpes?
Like cows exploding?
Nike shoe pirates?
Tunneling near large bodies of water?
Holding music festivals next to the people you attack and dehumanize?
HOBOS with BIC LIGHTERS?
MACHINE GUNS ON PARAGLIDERS?
FLY HOME!
FLY HOME!
Fly home Ruby Roo …
Before they turn you to glue.
Immortal SPACE MONKEY grows to enormous size …
It despises all our lies …
And starts tossing turds again …
As before …
Then after.

This is factually incorrect, but it serves more than one purpose. It might be that the idea is to play the bumbling fool, as a role, and look stupid on purpose. It could also be a way of introducing a historically inaccurate idea into the collective mind. Who the fuck knows … but it was Bush not Clinton that did Ruby Ridge …
