Symphony of Destruction 🇮🇱 — Heaven 🇺🇳

Für Elise:

Mariposas Amarillas… Mauricio Babilonia… Cien Años.

the beast that was²⁰¹⁶,
and is not²⁰²⁰,
and is to come²⁰²⁵
.

You take a cultist cunt
And put her at the U.N.
Watch that twat become Mystery
Rejoice when she turns into The Great
the Mother of Harlots and Abominations of the Earth.. her name? Her name is Not important but for Revelation sake
Let U.S. call that slit:

Representative Elise Stefanik… Eye told you, Cecile Richards, “you’re gonna like the way you look” 😇.

Over on The Christian Broadcasting Company it’s Joe Cocker’s fétiche for the Monopoly® man’s hat collection, and then close your Eyes past Nirvana and R.E.M… Come As Ewe Are, because It’s The End Of The World, —as Öüï knows it. Here’s your fine and GO to jail.

And, Katty Kay… In Spite of All The They’n~Ger³

Satchmo comes courtesy of StoEyes in Paris, Châtelet 2025. For the record, there was nothing planned in this celebration.

Previously on, “Hark, the angels come 🫴🏽 ”… hilarity ensues when Cécile Richards listens to Gabriel blow the horn… “you’re gonna like the way you look*”.

In the words of Cousin Joe, Blonde on Blonde is a heck of an album cover.

*~. I guarantee, IT!.

Two Of U.S. for Tea before swearing… The first firing of Elon Musk’s proxi-presidency is Going to Celebrate the win over No-tre D’ame with Pablo Torre in OhiO… 😱hi🫡.

Deer, Georgie Will… nice column, sell it to READERS DIGEST. Sincerely, Dave “what Dew Ewe mean Eye couldn’t be The President, of The United States of America” Mustaine.

Trucking 💀🤑 “Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac”… which is why my other car is an AMC Pinto… and no, Pablo Torre, Willie Geist can’t wrap my Sequoia in Paris.

³~. “I’ll dew anything for Ewe”. The Beatles in Hamburg.

Eye said move over once
Move over twice
C’mon baby don’t be Cold as ICE
‘Said you’re trav’lling on the one after
Nineonine.

Liberation They, that’s what I want.

Any 🦉Hoot, after the break it’s Back in The U.S., back in The U.S. consulate line… but first it’s El Corte Inglés and The Seventh Hundred Club. Eye swears Donald John Trump, Rev.  Crenflo Dollar would have added the perfect pitch to your Cresendo.

I mean, who in Mars is this so-called “reverend” LORENZO (i don’t know how to pronounce his fucking last name) SeWell? Crenflo Dolla’ Dolla’ Dolla’  💵… A-men (singular).