Republic of the Lord Opossum

A top secret Russian military operation is putting this dog’s image into the dreams of United Statesians with the goal of driving us fucking nuts! There was a joke around the Kremlin that the image is Putin’s “resting bitch face”. Was.

Ring, ring, ring, you crimson triangle.

Ring within our ears.

Ring within our eyes.

Ring your fervid ringing in our skulls, that they may feel. That they may rattle apart, divide at the seams, spill out their brains like an egg-yolk to be eaten.

Ring your thunder-ringing ever louder, you who hate us. You, our crimson triangle, child of our will. Ring now, ring tomorrow, and ring when the stars are spent. In your convulsing hatred we are gladly subsumed. Yes, even as the skull comes apart. It is not for us, and not even for you, our child. But in this way the ringing must be done.

Ring, ring the planets from their orbits, ring the skin from every thing of flesh, ring the atom from the atom and the bone from the bone. Ring, mouthless child, ring the fulfilment even you cannot escape.