Wednesday, April 15, 2026

BLACKOUT

"What will you say?
What will you say?
What will you say
when God turns away?

Running jumping.
Praying it wasn't true.
How would you look without a clue
when the sky comes looking for you?"*

 The future speaks backwards to me; through barking dogs, passing trains, music, television. I see omens everywhere. We've been out of time for a long time.

On November 24th, 2025 will come the Beaver Supermoon. It symbolizes the time of year when beavers are active in building dams and storing food. Prepare for winter; this is the 1st portent.

On December 24th, 2025 will come the Cold Supermoon; also known as the Long Night Supermoon. This will take place on Christmas Eve and marks the closest and largest full moon of the year. Believed to enhance the energy of manifestation, making it a good time for reflection and closing the door on the year's past events. Reflect and make peace; the 2nd portent.

...Lastly will come the 3rd portent; the final full moon. This ushers in the Great Day of Doom. On that day a black hole will arrive and Earth will be wrested from her axis. As the planet reaches the event horizon. gravity will tear matter apart at the atomic level. Then we will plunge into the infinite gravity of the singularity, never to return. This is BLACKOUT. Infallers, all of us. Spacetime will come pouring in like a motherfucking flood to fill the Earth's vacancy. That's it.
2026 

Earth's fall into the black hole a reflection of the Solitary's life-long struggle with the Blackhole disease, a form of madness and depression. So does everyone, at some point, have a counterpart, either mentally or physically, to the future in general, or to the Great Day in particular? Is it always a malady?

*from When The Sky Comes Looking For You by Motorhead

lux lucis
Solitary of the Elixir
2026

©John Edward Smith Jr.

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