Okay, first off, I haven’t been sleeping well. I’m stressed out, I’m getting a bit edgy ( a lot) probably fairing about as well as the rest of you…maybe a bit worse. I’m just trying to keep my grip on reality…a reality the resembles the twilight zone a little more everyday.
I’ve been getting deja vu , which I don’t usually get or pay attention to. But I figure it must be gnawing at me for some reason to be able to be noticeable amongst all the angst that’s swimming through my head this month. Then something…unlikely…dawned on me.
My Dad isn’t particularly cynical, not compared to me at least, but has said things to me when I was a kid that stuck with me for their blunt cynical wisdom. One time I was in the car with him and some “psychic” was being interviewed on the radio and mentioned that he had predicted a war in the middle east and low and behold one was going on. And I said ” I guess he just got luck, huh?” and my Dad said something along the lines of “ That’s not even luck, there’s a war somewhere in the middle east every year. He might as well have said he predicted it was going to rain in the spring.”
So, My natural skepticism along with that memory of childhood makes me invulnerable to paying attention to most cases of “predictions” or thing being any more than coincidences.
There’s low hanging fruit of getting something right ahead of time, there’s luck…there’s the law of averages. The Simpsons has predicted a lot of stuff, but it’s also been on the air for 30 years. They hit a home run here and there like saying Trump would be president, but they also take a hell of a lot of swings at the plate. AND…I don’t have anything to do with that show so…whatever. They want to unwittingly tap into the fabric of the universe somehow or will something into existence for the sake of a gag, more power to ’em, I sez.
But I will admit to being a little uncomfortable right now.
I’m sure the last thing you want to read is a story about the world ending, but bear with me here…just get to about the middle of page three and tell me I’m just cracking up.
JUST…just stop right there. You see what I see?
Now…the virus thing, no big deal.
There’s been like a million movies about viruses ending mankind. which is WHY I added in a absurd set of other circumstances…
Like a Volcano erupting…
and an Earthquake…
and swarms of Cicadas
NOW…a Cicada is a kind of cricket and a Locust is a kind of grasshopper…and I purposely used Cicada instead of Locust so it wouldn’t have some Biblical context to take away from the absurd mish mash of events. so close, but not quite…right?
I’m really not comfortable with this…that’s 4 out 5. Four out of five random ass things I strung together. AND they seem to be happeing in the order I described. Anybody google Tsunami? has there been one? Don’t tell me. I don’t wanna know, to be honest. Here’s the rest of the story. I doubt anything else prophetic is in it, but I haven’t read it in awhile…and I don’t think I will.
This story appears in Arsenic Lullaby “The Devil’s Only Friend” and a few comicon exclusive collections. It’d tell you to go get one from your local comic book store, but they’re all more or less closed for the time being.
But if you can track one down, you should…maybe there’s winning lottery numbers in there too, for all I know.
My work can always be found at https://www.arseniclullabies.com
sign up for the Arsenic Lullaby email updates, you sign up for these and you get everything I post here and more…much more