Dear Zal
So, there I was, dreaming of writing you this letter. Except, I wasn’t asleep. I was trying to sleep. HOWEVER! It was 3 o’clock in the morning, and sometimes that’s when the ideas that need to be released from the prison of our minds arrive to the forefront of our consciousness.
Now, who the hell is Zal, and why were not-sleep day-dreaming about writing a letter to this yahoo?
Well, me 10 seconds ago, I’m glad you asked. Zal, is Zal Batmanglij. That’s totally a real person’s name by the way. And made this fancy show, I saw on Netflix, back when I didn’t realize what those folk were all about, and anyway it has a dance it. It’s a magically homoerotic dance that allows the dancers to transition into their own bodies in an alternate universe or some shit.
And you see, we’re currently living in Season 3 of this show. Netflix couldn’t air the third season, what with how much power and knowledge was being shared with the public at large, through this seeming project of love from people with weird names.
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Now, I have since discovered, that the giant underground CERN that was being constructed in the 1980s in our reality, was actually completed and is going to be activated in several other realities. These things are so wonking powerful, Nostradamus is all “flee flee from Geneva” and these other realities are all going to turn theirs on, on September 19, 2021.
Unfortunately for us, since our was not completed, the energies from the multiverse being directed into our uncompleted undergrown CERN will not be properly and safely harnessed, due to the lack of completion.
So, thusly, it has fallen upon us, those tuned in to the more elucitaric energies, to go and do the fancy OA dance in position around the unfinished CERN under Waxahatchie, to prevent the influxing energies from disrupting OUR space time continuum.
I’ve crafted an easy access entry point into participation in the fancy dance in September, with the whole #LARPGATE thing. However, I don’t seem to be very good at attracting cult members.
That, my friends, is how it came to pass that I was daydream not-sleeping about writing Zal Batmanglij.
Thank you for the gift of your time and attention. If you’d like to come to the dance in September, hit me up.
