Things are out of whack and evil takes hold again as is usual in this placetime. Unfortunately, your planet's evil repressive churches and governments that are controlled by eviler free mason illuminati shape shifting anal probing alien lizards who in turn are manipulated by even evilerer, odder and stranger paradoxical multi dimensional intelligences (and yes I know eviler or at least evilerer according to my inter-dimensional spell, sorcery, and magic checker aren't real words but language is fake anyway and so all seems to be good and evil at the same time so I'm communicating with the best I can through the channel.. err umm.. medium or skull radio set the best I can) are out in full force to bedazzle, bedevil , enslave and pretty much ass rape you.
These forces are so incredibly smart that they have become stupid again, because high forms of extreme concentrated pure universal intelligence has a tendency to lose common sense and go all out pure evil when it forgets its oneness with the Thrice great Okapi. This evil, while still quite fololish, is smarter than 90% of the current population at the time which is proven because you were able to be fooled by them again, EVEN when they were created BY YOU to FOOL you FOR YOU so you would be smarter than you were the last time you were them and they were you (and YOU agreed to this) and the both of you didn't even know it even though YOU BOTH DID IT and so you killed each other AGAIN and started all over AGAIN for the 42nd to the 42th powered illusionary time but thank the Thrice Great Okapi I remembered, for my memory lies not in your time lines. As a matter of fact, I tend to get quite forgetful, even about this mission of reminding you to remember, which is so very important. This is do to the Blackout effect on all information as it crosses density levels…. I think… or I might have just drank too much during the trip.
Who am I, you ask? My name is Blackout, or I am a Blackout. I can’t quite remember if I named me that on purpose to remember or if I couldn’t remember and had a blackout so I came up with that name to remind me to remember if I blacked out again which I did, several times. In any case… for whatever the original reason or for however many times it took to remember that I forgot - the name ‘Blackout’ stuck.
You may also know me as many other names or by one of my names and picture on the game you play called 'cards'. I am the card that usually isn't used in any games because I know all the games and I can become any other card, except when I forget that I have this power, which is a lot of the time and this usually pisses the other cards off and they usually start screaming something to the effect of, "who the hell do you think you are!? You egotistical fucklet of a being! I'll KILL YOU!"
I usually respond, with something like, "calm down, calm down we’re all infinite here, plenty of power and fun for everyone!" and that REALLY pissed the ones in the secret societies and government positions off. They don’t like that kind of talk, and so they always end up removing me from the deck or trying to nullify,stupify, or stinkify my abilities by causing me to forget who I REALLY am, which forces me to go into mul;iplelayers of deep deep deep veiled undercover trickery. A trickery to trickerous that I myself sometimes forget I did it, but that's just fine by me because when the game gets nearer to the end (which is the middle of the real start) and all the cards (you) get mixed up with the dealer (God, Okapi, Satan, Lucifer, and Harry) and you get reversed and shuffled up and all bent in on yourselves and you start crying and all that jazz and the dealer gets ripped out by the pit boss (Quan -The Greater God) - and then those evil clustered alien hyper dimensional intelligence enslavers that I mentioned earlier show up to to take advantage of the all of you (and themselves, but like I said they're so smart they're dumb so they don't realize it) while you and God are down and out and pissed and bitching at eachother and causing apocalypses and other timeline agitation and galactic rashes and general gastric funks, I'm over to the left still nice and new and (please don't take this personally but I have to say it) ...laughing at all of you!
So anyway, this is a movie (Moving hOlographic Visual Interconnected Experience) to save your souls. I was going to write a book to do it but every time a book to save souls gets written it gets all sorts of screwed up so I decided to do a movie INSTEAD of a book this time. Movies sell better and I can always retrogressively make some form of a book deal anyway. So says the ‘Thrice Great Book of Stink’, the original, and penultimate pirated copy of all original and copied or modified linear written and communicated ideas, thoughts, and bad odors.
I warn you! This time, I am not holding anything back! That's right humans! You heard me! This time I am revealing all of the ancient secrets and timeless knowledgnessesses. I apologize that I keep making up words and saying things like 'this time' when there really isn't anything such as 'time', especially 'this time', and a whole hell a lot of the so called ancient 'secret' knowledge is just a bunch of outdated ceremonial crapola...but I want to be straight with you…. I'm not going to be preachy or pushy about it either….I and many of my friends have TRIED to help you guys so many times it's really ridiculous already! If you don't want to come back take control of your own creations again that's fine. You can stay as you are and let the aliens rape you (themselves) and your planet in the vortex AGAIN. But if you are a little tired of that at this point, I’m throwing you a hand…
Love, Light, Laughter, Kindness, Creativity, & Abundance ALL ways You Wacky Humans,
- Blackout
Blurpinkle Trickster Magi of 11-42 Trifid Nebula
Real fake time loop 2010….ish.
Or Your current loop
Future Re-Apocalypses Pending Dec 21, 2012
Remember: between the big crunch and the big bang there's always me - Blackout, and I’m no joke!
