December 5, 2002
Woke up this morning with a flaming erection. The size of the first twin tower. I looked to the left of it and saw a crescent moon, i looked to the right of it and saw a cross. Meanwhile the tip of it was spitting out missiles, exploding against the FOTO of the HOPE hanging on the wall. A shape was morphing, revealing two horn like figures. And then a handshake seemed to vibrate the room. A six pointed star smiled and said "there will be no conception today". A blue man stood proud and tall, laughing at the Rubicon.