Black

This is the colour of this forthcoming aeon
Humans always feared it. I just don't know why
Last week a singer died. He wanted to be white
Black is the future, it is already the present

Why did he die wanting to be white ? He was not
Skin is only an envelope. Soul is real meat
The new King of West is almost Black in his meat
Next will be Black in His Soul, future will be not

Bubbles and Bubbles

Now some economics and politics.
Where are the real winners of the current financial crisis ?
Hint: just look at the resumé of almost all the people in public office, here and on all the continent.
What do they all have in common ? Were at some time or another an executive of some of the most powerful business banks, mainly Goldman Sachs.

This firm, more than its counterparts, is in the bubble business for more than a century: Great Depression, Internet zero billion dollar market, subprimes, oil peak last year, and now the bail out plans.
Not a bad distance for mortals. Well, it's fairly easy when you're able to place so many of your pawns in decisive positions. The court of the new King of the West is already crippled...

Now the scoop: the next bubble will be on carbon business. They've even managed to replace tax collecting by a private speculation market. And all that in the name of the crumbling environment!

These guys are really good. Or bad, depending on which side you are (if you're a mortal, you lost).
Even when you know the founders of the firm started after visiting some isolated areas in the hills of Vermont. Don't wonder whence their skills in ore speculation came...
They beated their old continent mentors, ye Lloigors.


All these bubbles are just a reminder of Yog-Sothoth shape, before He comes back, too!
That won't be virtual mathematic constructions, this time!

And The Winner Is...

Mahmoud.

Just made a trip to the East, on our new highway (don't try to find it on a map, silly mortals).
Good news for you, humans: the newly re-elected Prince of Persia isn't an Avatar of Nyarly.

Well... Not directly...

The bad news are: his mentor and puppet master, is... And from a longer time you would guess.

This Khamenei is just like old Ephraïm Waite. Never wonder how his language and manners look like those of his predecessor ? He didn't even bother to choose a much different name for his new envelope!
And the list of his reincarnations is rather long. It's not hard to find feeble minds easy to be droped from their heads, out there. The religious brainwashing is for something in that!

Well... There will be war among the Persians, before it spread abroad. It won't be long, now. The new King of the West and his friends won't have to search long to get spotlights anywhere but on their plots. More on this next time.

Still tunneling

Shudde M'ell is back, too!
Don't need to tell you were He is burrowing, It's anywhere in the news. Going to organize a dancing party with My Youths and His! No invitations, like a rave, setup is always a surprise!
Soon in your (bay)area! And pizza for free! Iäää!

Another Tunnel

I gave no news since last Yule. No time to write, too much to do in this decidedly stranger world...
So what's new ? My Youngs have quickly grown up and already gone abroad with Their Father.
I only get news of Them through the press, now. Seems this is common with mixed couples these days. Maybe I should hire an attorney to get Them back, but well... I don't want to hinder Their studies.
You all humans have surely heard of Them in the news. The East is crumbling under Their strokes: wars on earth and sea, Near East elections (don't fully understand what's this, as each leader seems worse than the previous one), and now this new missile.
All I regret is that Their Father seems too eager and as always in a rush. Hope Old Nye won't make a mess of all the opportunities this Aeon bears...

As for Me, well... Just killing time playing with My new pet. You know it also. You even gave it several names: A-H1N1, Mexican flu, swine flu... Surely you didn't know it was a direct product of my Forests. And so many among you still want to protect the trees, believing your survival needs them!
If only they knew... Your Doom is there, lurking in My so fruitful forests. All humans would press on deforestation, root out trees to the last.
Anyway it's too late, now. Just wait 'till next Fall. You will rightly be frightened during Samain Feast! No tricks, this time!

Birth

Many old legends tell pregnancy and birth were like dying and be born again... Nothing is more true in this case!
The semen N. put in Me yesterday worked hard and quick!
I delivered them all this morning, couldn't stand and feed them more. I handled them to My most robust nurses. How powerful these Youths are! They even killed some of the nurses, so eager they are to eat and grow!
I suspect N. has perfected His DNA enhancement techniques on Himself before dropping the worst ideas into those human minds. No wonder their genetic engineering companies are so successful in preparing the destruction of their own race!

These little ones won't become a pretext to give presents to human children! It'll be the other way around!
I've set My Hunters loose on the big city suburbs and poor areas missioned to bring back human children of the year to feed My new Youths. The occasion is too well timed, isn't it ?
Don't expect to see your favorite news report on this. Yuletide period isn't fit for neighborhood tragedy, especially concerning the poorer of the poor. So much bad news already hitting the stands, anyway.

Need to rest, now... Reading, some writing, and reflecting... Still too many questions without answers in those really strange aeons...
Maybe I'm just not accustomed to child bearing anymore. This will mend shortly.

Encounter

At last, I met my former lover, Nyarlathotep!

He seems to have much changed since last time I saw Him, during the witch hunts several centuries ago. And not so much, in fact...
Dear Nyarly. Always this sense of prettiness even in the most utter horror mongering.
He was wearing His current work suit, elegant but sober, in phase with the financial aces fashion. Even if one detail betrayed His overwork. He still had a GI's plate hanging round His neck, probably just coming back from one of His favorite battlefields!
Told Me He was just making some check and adjustments in the Big Apple mess before going west to handle the real economy as well as the virtual one. Can't wait to see the Chaos He will set in motion there, too!

No doubt now, the Stars are right! And the Sky is about to fall on this petty so-called civilization!

Between, the Tcho-Tcho people are moving, too... They're just beginning to defy this world leaders, it's only a matter of time before they advance openly toward the West. Chaugnar Faugn will soon wake up from His millenary sleep!
Others will wake up shortly now. From what Nyarlathotep told me, I guessed those boats runners, the Vendée Globe world tour, will meet more than just flying fishes and whales in the South Oceans! Never wonder why their boats had a tendency to sink near R'lyeh ?

One thing I don't fully understand yet, is this climate warming affair. No more ice covering the North Pole. Where is Ithaqua ? I guess my dear Nyarly has much to do with this than He pretends. Even if He assures Me this mess is entirely due to mankind recklessness, for once. He always tried to keep His little business tricks for Himself. But I see farer than He would like!

Well... I must rest now. As you may already have guessed, We didn't just talk! I have a new generation of offspring to bear and deliver. How potent my dear Nyarly still is! Doesn't seem to have aged a day through all these eaons!
I feel deep inside these new Youths will be specially strong and cunning! Will change Me of these mindless unfrozen Shoggoths!