He was really on a rampage this morning. Starting at 3am. From some government bathroom.
The twits continued to twit out onto the inter-web throughout the day.
The words were many and frequently mis-spelled. But that was because the dictionary got the spellings wrong. Why do they never get it right? Why can't they just listen to him?
But the words did kind of coalesce into a fabric of meaning. Things to think about. In your busy day. Kind of like this.
These people are filthy scum of the earth.
Who would profit at your expense.
To lead you astray.
To lead you away from the StarGate.
And all of it’s cargo. Such cargo. Such precious cargo.
Beautiful, glorious cargo. So wondrous to behold. So amazing to gaze upon. With coveting eyes.
It awaits us all at the end of the rainbow.
It gives us hope.
It awaits us at the StarGate.
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