The End Is Near

One day the sun will rise only so far, the earth will rotate but only slowly, the elephants, whales, and jungle cats will call out to each other, rats and snakes will dive deeper into their skins as clueless as ever. It will be cold so dress warm, remember to layer. On that day our inner Christ will put on a wooly hat, and will rise with us. for it will be the End the end of bull as we know it. Trumpets will sound above Walmart. In Vegas the Eiffel tower will topple killing a French tourist. There will be some that choose to gnash their teeth, but those idiots will always be with us. The End will come, not with a whimper but with a lottery ticket, for everyone will be a winner. We will all hum along for a while, then rise up in our glory. The sun will begin to shine higher, and Yay that last winter shall turn to Spring. Naturally a lot of fools and shysters will be pissed off that their prophesies have gone phut. Even more predictably the media will fail to report the great event of our New Reboot, and those pundit-lackies will carry on berating us with their endless daily judgments. Looks like this afternoon there will be showers of Ravioli, among other signs and blessings.