Thursday, March 09, 2006


The world is coming to an end. Giant black frogs swarm the land. The apocalypse of yellow festering pools. Death. All death.

I started seeing this yesterday. Pestilence. Mass psychosis. No remembrance, no grace, no tradition.

I saw this years ago, when I was young. 1969. Everday I saw the brown cloud consuming the city, and I knew we were all lost.

Since then, I have tried to overcome this vision of horror -- saying "It doesn't have to be true."

But the hot wind was blowing today, blowing red sand and dust, sucking the moisture out of the land. Wild grass fires filled the air with smoke. This is the end.

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