Well, it’s been a busy
last day. I quit my job, closed out my bank accounts, maxed out my credit
cards, sent goodbye emails to all of my loved ones, made my ascension clothes
out of an old bathrobe, and I’m writing this from a mountaintop near Sedona,
Arizona. I will ring in the apocalypse with finger symbols and generous
quantities of scotch. My only source of concern is that I don’t know which
direction to face. I don’t want the end of the world to happen behind me. There
are several people up here with me, all obviously tripping on acid.
I’ve been chanting and
drinking all night. Sun’s just now starting to come up.
A lot of people told me
I was crazy, but
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