yes, "camps of the saints" it says it in Revelation - there is also a Blessed City, i'm very curious about where that might be.
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btw, as i learned from portuguese, "camp" is from the vulgar latin "campo" which means a field, so you are already in a "campo de santos" right now
Ah, so you think the invasion is merely the End Times arriving?
Yes, this is a distinct possibility. 🤔
Well, I'm happy to face the End Times doped up, then. Beam me up, Scotty.
try to go easy on the meds of course but who can blame you
when you are tuned into the energies around you, you need a little buffer... getting out of the city is part of it, and sometimes the drugs are part of it...
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In a faraway land, on a forgotten mountain top, stands a willowy, robed figure. David Thrussell has weathered many storms, been lashed by violent torrents and burned flying too close to the blistering sun.
Once notorious as a provocative musician, prescient satirist and counter-cultural bellwether, today, due to radical and ultimately unsuccessful treatment regimes, Thrussell is essentially blind and incommunicado. Operating from his mountain Montsalvat, he may not be a direct apocalyptic analogue to doomsday prophets like David Koresh and Ted Kaczynski, but the comparison could well be forgiven in this rugged mountain compound of spartan silence and esoteric study.
Dutifully surrounded by disciples and minders, the blind seer spends long days poring over arcane tomes and forgotten scriptures, in a frugal existence of fasting and contemplation. Day to day financial responsibilities and logistics fall under the stewardship of renowned creative therapist Dr. Ian White, whose tutelage has, after years of pain, set Thrussell on a spare but steady... more
my voice-rendering of this hilarious text: