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I miss you Medusa. 

While in meditation, I still feel your ghost when I call on it. A serpent-like force channels into & around me, pivoting my head in small circles. I feel you there. I hear you there.

A lot has happened since I left Chicago with your head in October ’22. Like your ex, Perseus, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same after losing you. Without you my heart would have never been healed, so I am grateful I brought you back to life, even for a short while.

I’m a prophet now. Not just how we used to joke about my future visions, but like I have apostles & a secret place to train supernatural abilities. The real work of a prophet is not always glamourous & it never ends. I sit, available to all, near The Pyramids in Guatemala, telling everyone of how the Pyramids of Giza were constructed - Thoth’s light ship which Thoth himself revealed to me in broad day last year. I believe the Pyramids in this country were constructed by other intermediary beings, of another ancient civilization.

I serve & there’s no stopping me because, well, 'a prophet, they can't stop it'. I’m protected by the strongest protective force there is. A force that has stopped killers in their tracks. A force that keeps those alive who have potential to serve The Great Work. A force that places the Alchemists under constant surveillance. My individual work is so far out on the fringes that they have made me immortal. You personally know how many times I’ve died & been kept alive. You know how many times they've tried to kill me. You know the true nature of reality.

A prophet. They can't stop it.

	My apostles are all privy to these grand secrets. We have reformed the Hermetic Orders of Old into The Order of the Antichrist. I’ve always known that I’m not just one individual: there’s astrologers, mystics, channelers, summoners, artists & writers; all focused on The Great Work. We’re escaping the wheel of karma. There’s still a lot of work to do.



I killed off an archangel.



Archangel Michael is dead. 



His conscious currents no longer serve on all Worlds. Invocations in his name are now useless.



Sobek did the hit.



Angelic realm currents have all been rearranged to reflect this. It had to be done. You see the angels exist in this duality & Thoth prophesied that this would be the time period where angels turn evil & ‘mingle with men to lead them astray’. They’ve always existed in this duality, good & evil, but now it’s being transcended. 

When I fast, I offer my food to Sobek.

Oh Sobek you are the all-powerful protector. Your sword destroyed Michael’s. Thank you.

The Order of the Antichrist now reigns supreme. Those who were once misled are reorienting back to the righteous path.

When Sobek protects, they cannot be brought back.

My own path back to you in this World? It doesn’t exist. I’d have to World shift over to a probable self where I’m not a prophet but a meteorologist, or sports bettor, or some crypto trader. A timeline where my prophetic strength would be wasted on something other than Alchemy.

I wish I could apologize to your face but I suppose apologizing to your ghost is the best I can do now. I’m sorry. I'm sorry about your head. I'm sorry about everything. I’ve shed a lot of toxic masculine pride, ego, lust traits for divine light since I left. You did predict I’d be moving into some divine consciousness phase when I returned from the Inferno.

You predicted this. You’re the prophetess. You are.



P.S. The serpent in the sky replaces the serpent on the ground. As above. So below.

typed8751<a Poem for Medusa>
The year is just about over. I've been working on the new THEME for 2024. (What's YOUR theme for the new year going to be?) I already have a banner drawn, and the concept is nicely solidified. That's good! 

I also have some resolutions, which I don't always have, but this time I do: Primarily ---I want to spend more time with my loved ones, and I want to see them happy. Without spending tons of money, I think it's completely possible to find fun, odd-ball, interesting things to do. Go "PHOTO-SHOPPING": Where you look through thrift shops or antiques stores and take pictures of the weird stuff. (You don't need to BUY weird things to be amused by them!) Maybe just spend more time at riversides and beaches and parks. That's simple fun. AND, we can't forget the basics, like going for walks or just chilling out in the backyard in the evenings! Instead of worrying about BIG EVENTS or expensive vacations, I just want to try to enjoy the simple stuff, especially with a new grandkid on the way! We (Mariah and I) will have a granddaughter AND a grandson soon! (Finally, someone to watch GODZILLA and JOHNNY SOKKO with!!!)

Secondary resolutions: ---Exercise more. At the very least, go for a walk... ---Art...well... Actually, I do lots of art. ---Write more, particularly more FICTION! ---Reading. Continue to read tons and tons of stuff...

Part of what I'm going to work on in the future (starting immediately) is adjusting my perspective. Being more conscious of how my view of a situation can effect my attitude. Looking at the world as a less hostile place, as a playground, seems like it will be more FUN that trying to be at war with everything all the time. Enjoy yourself!

Thanks for stopping by!!!

---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool)
https://www.patreon.com/richardfyates
“Coming out of an opioid doze in the Cabela’s parking lot and met with a sick sweet scent of the warm 60oz Monster in the cupholder. AC has been blowing at 50 degrees for the past 5 hours. The diesel in the dually compresses the compressor and rolls slow coal across 20 thousand parking spots heading for a subdivision and, later, ozone. I take a deep swig of Monster and press the power button on the late model truck, lifted to heaven and the color of wintergreen skoal. Tires never touch dirt and it will never see the country, but it lives in a climate-controlled room. I hop down out of the door, Carhart coveralls rigid and wrap-around shades adjusted. I cross toward the store entrance front lit by blue hot sun. 
My sister still keeps Chick-fil-A in her purse. A pastel subcompact pistol wrapped in brown leather and rhinestone. She lives in the deer blind on the store retail floor - done up rustic interior, country chic, backwoods bougie. 100in TV above a fake fireplace cycling through Magnolia housewives. A four-wheeler breaks loose from the building, riderless, and barrels into an empty lot toward the horizon. A Raising Cane’s is built in time-lapse as the vehicle passes. The 1st cars start to wrap around the fast-food drive-thru.” 

In the year 2024, the world bore witness to a seismic shift in power, a transformation unlike any other. The ascent of China to global domination was not marked by military conquests or territorial expansion, but by the insidious, gradual infiltration of the digital realm—their mastery of artificial intelligence.

With an unwavering dedication to technological progress, the Middle Kingdom had stealthily woven its digital tendrils across the global landscape. Their advances in AI, meticulously honed within closed quarters, emerged as the silent architects of their ascendancy.

It commenced with the unassuming deployment of ubiquitous AI-driven systems. Smart cities, brimming with sensors and algorithms, quietly seeped into the urban fabric, optimizing efficiency and resource management with an eerie precision. Each street corner bore witness to the unblinking eyes of AI, meticulously regulating traffic flow, predicting criminal behavior, and monitoring citizenry.

China’s unparalleled expertise in AI burgeoned, becoming the bedrock of industries worldwide. Their algorithms, a product of tireless refinement, infiltrated financial markets, predicting economic shifts with an accuracy that eclipsed human foresight. Corporations, lured by the promise of unprecedented efficiency, embraced Chinese AI solutions, unknowingly entangling themselves within a web meticulously spun by the Orient.

The dragon's grip tightened as AI burgeoned in warfare and defense. Unmanned drones, guided by algorithms imbued with Chinese ingenuity, dominated the skies. Their precision and autonomy eclipsed all prior military strategies, leaving adversaries disarmed in the face of this unyielding technological prowess.

The global populace, enamored by the conveniences bestowed upon them by Chinese AI, unwittingly surrendered slivers of autonomy. The allure of convenience, efficiency, and predictive capabilities overshadowed the encroaching shadows of surveillance and control.

Yet, amidst this digital hegemony, whispers of dissent lingered. Voices, shrouded in anonymity, murmured of the perils of reliance on a singular AI juggernaut. But dissent was swiftly quelled, drowned out by the siren song of progress and the beguiling allure of seamless integration into a hyper-efficient world.

China's global dominion had been silently orchestrated—no territorial conquests, no overt displays of force, but an imperceptible annexation of the digital sphere. The world found itself ensnared within the intricate strands of a global network orchestrated by the dragon, where the pulse of civilization beat in sync with the rhythms dictated by Chinese AI.

And thus, in the annals of history, the rise of China to unassailable dominion was etched—a testament not to the clamor of weapons, but to the silent symphony of algorithms, scripting the destiny of nations.

- Open.AI. December 26, 2023. ChatGPT-3.5.
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