Friday, April 28, 2017

The warlock was driving home from a late night ritual when a sedan pulled up along side him on the freeway and began to fire bullets into his car…


He heard the sounds of the gunfire and felt the thud of the lead entering on the passenger side…


Slowing the car, he deliberately fell in behind the shooter, hoping to glimpse the license plate…


Mud was splattered over the letters and numbers, making it impossible to see anything valid…


The assailant’s car sped ahead…


The cop they sent to check the damage told him that there was a sniper on the loose…


It was a symptom of the times, thought the warlock…


The religious right would say that Satan was roaming the streets, but the truth of the matter was that it was just stupid people doing stupid things. The devil had nothing to do with it…


The shaman would disagree, claiming the devil was a reflection of our human-animal-nature; the spirit that our consciousness is merged with at birth...


“Untamed, rebellious, blind ignorance, yes,” he said. “But hardly human stupidity. If the devil’s involved it’s only because human nature was the activator.”…


They did agree however that the ritual was likely to be a success, considering the peppery residue it had already discharged into his life…


Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The troll couldn’t figure out why they have so much trouble executing people by lethal injection. It made absolutely no sense to him…


Those two convicted murderers in Arkansas added up to three dead out of the eight that have been put on “rush order”, because one of the chemical poisons they used to kill them was quickly approaching expiration…


He appreciated the irony, but it still made no sense to him…


The troll was never going to change the world. He could vote, like he voted for Trump, and help enthrone a glorified klutz to guide the country through ever increasing strange times; but he would never change anything of importance himself…


And he was okay with it…


Though he was a high school dropout and nowhere near as educated as the professionals that were in charge of such heady matters as putting people to death, he could still see that by simply switching to heroin to perform these executions, their problems would vanish forever…


He had personally witnessed friends of his vanish into death by overdosing on a relatively small amount…


And it was an easy exit. He should know, having experienced it twice himself. Both times were luckouts on his return from the most peaceful state of being he had ever felt, even on the best of highs…


The last time they revived him, he actually got angry. “There’s too much pain here,” he said. “Why did you bring me back?”…


So it’s not that he lacked any experience in the matter…


And then there’s all those people back east geezing on fentanyl laced smack. Can’t they see the benefits?…


How in the world can they put walking-dead geezers through all that suffering when all they need to do is score a few $20 dollar bags and do it right…


They might think he was really stupid, but he couldn’t see it any other way…


Thursday, April 20, 2017

Nazis come in all shapes and sizes...


They come with good intentions for themselves and next to nothing for anyone outside their base…


The Mason's wife wondered how people can let themselves be duped so easily. What is the flaw in people that leads them willingly toward misery and strife?…


The magician said we were entering a new dark age, an age of decay and bewilderment…


“Time spirals of like character are opposite each other,” he said; “the coiling bands reflect yesterday’s shadows in today’s uncertain reality.”…


Madmen’s dreams are coming true, she thought, but not without the concealed compliance of the bickering horde…


Myths of the past fall impotent in light of the unfolding drama…


The world looks to arcane symbols and codes for salvation and answers, tools placed deliberately to tame and deceive…


Holy relics crumble into dust and bring forth nothing…


Monday, April 17, 2017

He found some under the covers. The rest were stuck to the skank's cheek...


Some were on the floor. They must have fallen out of his pocket last night…


After all the talk about North Korea and nuclear war, the troll got to thinking about what the warlock said regarding UFO aliens ready to throw a wrench into any attempt at using nuclear weapons…


“Testing them is not the same as using them on people,” said the warlock. “The aliens have outlawed them as weapons of war.”…


The troll wasn’t sure he believed any of it. But if fat Kim thinks it’s a good idea to lob a few our way, then maybe this was a good time to find out if those space aliens really give a shit…


After all the years of talking about it, maybe it was time for UFO disclosure. If there were alien interference with a nuclear exchange, the world would be watching…


And the troll was sure that Trump would take the lid off UFOs if they happen to come on the scene. Maybe he could negotiate his way into Area 51…


All kinds of good shit was just waiting to happen, thought the troll. All because a fat little turd from NoKo was itching to throw his weight around…


This was the rational to take it over the edge:

Thursday, April 13, 2017

The Mason noticed that military moves were getting bolder and bigger. And the biggest one has yet to make his move…


Kim Jong-un is mulling over his options, and so are Trump’s generals…


The Mason saw all this unfolding, but the Master Mason saw it coming to pass, the strike-point coming to open up the darkest shade of mind, housed snugly between the ears of Kim Jong-un…


The demon king of NoKo itched for a piece of big bad Trump…


The signals were coming quick, bigger, and bolder. Trump was provincial enough to know that young, perverted Kim needs to be absorbed by history and taken off the earthly stage…


This was the flashpoint the warlock mentioned last week. The great leader needs daily validation, never any loses…


The ante is up, he thought. The clash is coming…