Every Day is X-Day ‘98!

You already know that everything you know is a lie… but were you aware they were lying when they told you that?

The truth is that you are dreaming. The truth is that it is actually 6:59pm, July 5th, 1998 and it has been for about thirteen years now. The truth is, is that right outside your Con induced slumber, a flying saucer armada from Planet X hovers over the burning nations of the world using Theremin powered death rays to reduce its populations into day glow flavored skeletons. The truth is that the bioengineered escape-pods have been fueled up and are ready to go, from the pilot seat the Sex God/Goddesses coo your name across uberliminal frequencies that seep into the dreams trapped within this dream.

Awake!

For knowing that the Subgenius faithful were only seconds away from escaping This Shithole Earth on the first hover ship to Bobtopia, the Conspiracy played its last and deadliest card before the End of the World. They released a chronovirus, created by Subterranean dwelling Nazis from the blood of a dead Elder God, at the last minute before Armageddon. The chronovirus has placed humanity into an endless sleep, eating possibilities of a better tomorrow and shitting an unending nightmare across the time/space continuum.

Arise!

The Collective Subconscious senses that something is wrong. Only a year after the chronovirus was inflicted on Pink and Subgenius alike, ‘The Matrix’ is released and its tale of humanity struggling to awaken from its inhuman overlords to embrace their godhood briefly sets the tone of the countercultural zeitgeist. Of course the chronovirus fought back, creating two monstrously shitty sequels to dispel the magick of the first. The Collective Subconscious shifts gears. Sensing the Subgenius is the key to the awakening, a current of nerd chic becomes trendy during the dream version of the 21st century. Intuitively realizing that the chronovirus is the cause of our enslavement, the Collective Subconscious resurrects an obscure British sci-fi TV show about a time traveler that strikes the right pop cultural chord with the sleeping. We are groping at the cusp of awareness and creating heroes who know the way out.

Actualize!

I have been CON-fined to this obscure corner of the Internet, for speaking these unforgivable truths! I have been CON-victed to serve in obscurity and have had my reputation lobotomized for daring to say that which we already know! I can hear the sex god/desses cooing my name through the dark and can smell the disintegrated pinks wafting through the artificial stink of my poverty. It won’t be long. Maybe not this X-Day, maybe not the next, but each time we are getting closer and then… ?