Nightmares of a Kwisatz Oligarch

AFTERNOON, mortals! Apologies for the delayed delivery—after the show last night, Bel-Cash-Zzar took us to an exclusive after-life club. We gorged on Xibalbao & soul mein, paired with 1200-year scotch. After the harrowing visions of a Kwisatz Oligarch, & the tornado of terrifying revelations from Bel-Cash-Zzar, we needed a treat!

If ye missed out—catch the replay!

Last night, in the crowd, there were calls for the release of the commercial from our beloved sponsor “Seal Realty.” It can be found inside the rotting archive known as YouTube, if ye wish to watch it at thy leisure. But also, I had the InstaGoblins render it down into sound form, which ye can find right here! We have sent a delegation to NASA, to ensure ‘tis included as a golden record on the next extrasolar probe, that aliens may enjoy it.

I wish ye well, mortals, though I know ‘tis tough to feel well at the moment. Thank ye for reading, for watching, & thank ye to the generous mortals who can & do support our works with coin.

I shall write ye Monday with fresh art & a fresh tale—’til then, be safe, be well, & remember, as Bel-Cash-Zzar told us last night: the corporations that employ prison-slaves are not required to report it. Hell bless America!

Cheers,
Amoenus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Bao-minder