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| Doomsday - photo documentation |
The end of the world...
documented. With time stamp. With Nothingness at all its glory.
That's it disciples of
mine.
I warned you some time
ago. Our days are numbered.
When disappearing mango
pie and apocalyptic big red ant cross their 62nd hyper
dimensional paths on an illusional ceramic plate (which happens every
1.657.362 years and few minutes) everything will disappear.
Not just you and the
Earth. Not just our galaxy. Not just our Universe.
All these I could still
cope with.
But just to think even
all the enormity and glory of human stupidity gone forever...
Oh, me, myself, oh, I, great
master of keyboards and undisclosed bank accounts, can I prevent the
Final Tragedy?!
There is a tiny speck of
light in the darkness of your despair.
Maybe, just maybe, I will
save Everything again.
Do not despair! I'm still
here to help you...
What you should do now?
a) reroute all the
negative energy accumulated in your bank accounts to my account
b) promise immediately
you will worship me forever with your credit cards
c) you will send me Thank
you notes (US$, €...) every day
d) you will polish my new
Aston Martin every day
My followers, I know,
Prozac you can not get any more even on a black market, internet is
fried from calls for help, pizza delivery is late and you are
freaking out (well, at least this is normal)...
Only solid rock in this
turbid times you find with me.
Trust me.
Rely on me.
Believe me.
I know exactly what is
the best for you, my fantastically enlightened followers.
How real is this danger
you can see from photo of Everything taken tomorrow (22nd
of December, at 12.13), exactly one minute after The End.
The best scientists from
major universities tried to find traces of Andromeda, your boss'
favorite coffee mug, pyramids at Giza, your missed opportunities -
nothing. Nothing!!!
Just say Thank you, oh,
Master! in somewhat larger amounts and tomorrow morning I'll save you
and and you and you...
Uh, just to do all the
i's and cross all the t's.
In a very unlikely event,
if I would mess up something tomorrow, guys, it's been a pleasure.
It's been an honor.
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