when you're a star, they let you do it. — d.j. trump



— revelation —

15:7 and one of the four beasts gave unto the seven angels seven golden vials, full of the wrath of god: 16:17 and the seventh angel poured out his vial, 18 and there was a great earthquake, such as was not since men were upon the earth: so mighty an earthquake, and so great. 5 and i heard the angel say: thou art righteous, o lord, 6 for they have shed the blood of saints and prophets, and thou hast given them blood to drink, for they are worthy.

Friday, October 30, 2026

Eighty-Six Forty-Seven




To Be, Or Not To Be...

The icon of the dying star
Slowly climbs up heaven’s vault:
`T’was there before laid eyes upon;
Though we now see it, it’s long gone...

Mihai Eminescu, To The Star


At long last, the heavens have finally answered the millions of fervent prayers, offered up over the past couple of years, tearfully begging God to eighty-six forty-seven, by 86-ing the beloved Star Trek star, whose illustrious acting carrier experienced a major professional breakthrough at the ripe age of forty-seven, a few short months after his eighty-sixth birthday. May his cherished memory endure till the stars all burn away.

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