Showing posts with label the Apocalypse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Apocalypse. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2022

THE ANTS WILL INHERIT THE EARTH

 


 

Except for the arctic, you can’t look around anywhere in the world without finding ant hills.   I know that people down south say that cockroaches will survive mankind, but they are wrong – it’s the ants.



In my yard, in the summertime, there are dozens of ant hills.   There must be thousands of ants beneath the surface. 





Ants operate in collectives, they can’t survive individually.   Neighboring collectives have been known to work together forming a super collective.

The Argentine ants were spread throughout the world via world trade.   When brought together Argentine colonies from different countries form super colonies, making them the most populated society on earth.






Regardless what you try, you can't get rid of the buggers.  When the nuclear apocalypse arrives, the aunts will survive to feed on us.  








By the way

Happy October 1st. 

Saturday, July 11, 2015

THE DONALD








Like one of those songs you can’t get out of your mind, I went to sleep last night and woke up this morning thinking about Trump World. 



From the diary of the Ol’Buzzard, July, 2018.

In 2015 there were seventeen Republican candidates and six Democratic candidates running for President; but, by the election of 2016 there was only Donald Trump.

It all came to pass when a spacecraft from the planet Kolob, so large it blocked out the sun, hovered over Washington D.C.  

At that time all the faithful Mormon and Scientologist levitated from the Earth, in what Revelation reveals as the Rapture, to space ships to transport them to the Celestial Kingdom in the constellation Cancer, sector 2813, to dwell forever as minions of the ruler Xenu.



The Glorious and Magnificent The Donald (more glorious and magnificent than the most glorious and magnificent anything that ever prior existed,) assisted by The Apostle Tom Cruise OT-6 was left on earth to rule the undeserving.
  
Though the Apostle Cruise is liberated he is undeserving to look upon the radiant face of The Most Radiant The Donald (more radiant by ten than anything the most radiant that ever existed on earth.)  

Instead he must prostate himself in The Splendid  The Donald’s presence (more splendid than…) and lick the toe jam from between his toes, to carry it in his mouth like a woman not wishing to swallow a blow job, until he can spit it out and dry it to become The Most Precious Relic (more precious than any relic that ever existed by ten,) to be displayed in the Vatican for the adoration of the masses.

At the same time the Anti-Trump (known in Revelations as the anti-Christ) Rachel Maddow was made to become Tom Cruise’s thirteenth wife – to study under him until she can achieve OT-1.

Actually The Great Donald has existed over the centuries.   There are the Trump pyramids in Egypt, the Trump Coliseums in Rome; and the Grand Apocalypse could have taken place two thousand years ago but the Jews refused to wear the underwear.   

I would like to recite to you more history of Doctor Generalissimo President The Donald (ten times greater than any general or president that ever existed – also he was reborn on Kolob but to an American mother and Xenu so he is a citizen and can be President - and his mother was not an orangutan) but I am now required to prostate myself and give praise while counting the ten beads on my Trumpifix and reciting “one times greater, two times greater, three times greater, four times greater, five times greater, six times greater, seven times greater, eight time greater, nine times greater, ten times greater, until I reach the icon of The Donald, arms spread and hair extending like gossamer wings from his head, standing like a giant (ten times gianter than…) in front of the Trump Towers.   

Perhaps I have too much time on my hands
the Ol’Buzzard



Wednesday, May 28, 2014

2050: A BRAVE NEW WORLD






It all started in the year of 2050; what we now call The Great Slide.  



The population of the earth had breached ten billion.  That is when the environment tipped over the edge: the CO-2 levels reached an historic high; ocean levels rose by two feet; the ozone layer all but disappeared; oceans acidified; the air became barely breathable; temperature rose to extreme high norms and the sun became deadly.    What resulted was a mass extermination which killed off most of the primitive third world populations and practically all animal life – the rats survived – and humans that were left became nocturnal – most living underground.  



The surface of the earth is now a fearful place.  The sun is deadly and daytime temps reach well above one hundred degrees, the humidity is always high and there are constant violent storms. 

The Slide was strange: Christians claimed it was the Apocalypse, and identified a God figure they proclaimed as savior.  The Christians became militant and Christian militias roamed the streets killing and torturing and looting in the name of the new Jesus.    Finally after a decade the government had to put them down.



I don’t believe in the Apocalypse or Gods; but a strange thing did happen at the beginning of the Slide: the dead came back to life.   They were reanimated, but only the fresh dead walked.   The recently deceased arose from the morgues and from shallow graves.    They staggered around in a grotesque semblance of living persons.  They weren’t dangerous except as disease carriers, but the noises they made as they tried to speak were unbearable.   It was quickly discovered that the best way to exterminate them was with fire; and most were burned within the first few weeks.

 

However, it is still eerie to walk through a cemetery, because your steps result in a cacophony of moans and shrieks from beneath the ground, from the corpse locked in caskets, entombed in concrete crypts and buried six feet below the earth.  The newly dead no longer walk but are cremated as a precaution – otherwise the rats would dig them up and eat them.  


 You are welcome to add to it - or not.

the Ol'Buzzard