The Clock of Damocles

 
I thought I might talk today as if I were talking to the American people, what of them there may be left un-hollowed out by the media shovel of half truths and total lies.  I will call them "you".
 
When I was interrupted (again) by America's pleasure in making me homeless (again) I was telling you----no, I was proving to you----that this Earth will be dead by 2065, and I was further proving to you that Republican American Fascism's George W. Bush is the central figure in the murder of this Earth.
 
Homelessness is not a good base for solid journalism.  Take away the homes of the staff of the New York Times, and the Times would be nought be crossword puzzles and Dear Abby.  That, of course, is America's purpose in keeping me homeless, to cut out my newsman's tongue.
 
Homeless that I am, the best I can do for you at this time is tell you your leaders are leading you in the wrong direction.
 
There is absolutely no doubt about this; and although all the television stations your leaders own, and all the newspapers your leaders own, and all the glossy magazines your leaders own tell you how great your leaders are, your leaders are leading you to Hell by the nose.
 
I mean here all your leaders, left right top bottom; they are playing the world game but they do not know the planet's score.
 
Their error is fundamental; their error is fatal; their error is total; and it is only a matter of time before you know this; and you will know this even though the media denies you the truth of this; you will know this because you will be in so much pain.
 
Your so-called president; your so-called vice president; your so-called congress in all its glory, theft and waste; you so-called media kissing your so-called government's ass; your so-called Christian churches abandoning the fundamentals of Jesus for TV divinity school mish-mash; are taking you over the cliff of disaster.
 
It is a matter of time, only a matter of time.  There is no doubt about it.  Even the most dire warnings of scientists about global warming, only just now being allowed to squeak into the American media, fall short, fall far, far short, of the calamity approaching this Earth.
 
Within twenty years every human being on this Earth will know this Earth is rapidly dying, and it is you they will hate and you they will blame; and they will not be far off because you declare yourselves free but you are mindless followers.
 
Within five years Republican American Fascism will tell you nuclear war is the unavoidable solution to the ecological-political crisis, and you will cheer this sinful fraud, and you will eat the fire whose setting you cheered.
 
Within three years the Christian-Judeo-Muslim Tornado of War will make democratic elections a thing of the past in the United States of America, and you will not care because democracy was too difficult anyway, and you will hope the Republican American Fascists will be kindly dictators.
 
Within one year from today you will be up to your asses in Hell.  You will know this because your asses will be burning.
 
But, you have demonstrated that you American people can unite to endlessly torture an audibly telepathic American citizen, and are willing to deny every law mankind has developed over tens of thousands of years, and every word of Jesus, and every Commandment of God in so doing, and you are for the time being proud of this, and for the time being consider this an achievement.
 
You have sown torture and perfidy, and you expect a crop of cherries.
 
You have voted to be ignorant of the truth; better, you think, to live a common lie than recognize a singular truth, the truth that I am the only audible mental telepath in human history; better, you think, to torture me because it is so easy to do, and so much fun to do, than to learn why one person became telepathic just at this time when this Earth is in such great peril.
 
Deny it until Doom's Day if you like, as your masters tell you to do, but the truth will sink in.  It is a matter of time, only a matter of time.  The Clock of Damocles is hanging over your heads by the thinnest of strings; your common lie is your common cessation.
 
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Having said this today, and not knowing when I will have home enough to talk to you again, I think I can say I have faithfully fulfilled the commission God gave me in 1962, that commission being to write the story of this world's death, the story which both God and I call The Obituary of the World.
 
Now I begin my second commission; now it is my honor to begin to write the story of the Second Coming of Jesus Christ; not as a preacher preaching, but as a newsman covering the news, not for the religion page, but for the front page.
 
There are millions of people who think they know this story better than I; we shall see what we shall see.