Notes;
Jesus will come and see a strange thing, the meated season. His cock stiffens all the world is on fire, through eyes of wine. Mottle lit a joint,rain fell on our 23rd savior. She loves me, the 23rd saviour, can turn a wolf.
Black Circle The Brink of Never (album)
Swimming in the flood water are hundreds of long grey half snake half insect things, with dozens of barbed spikes and pinchers on hundreds of legs. Long ash colored mandibles with a one foot span.

Here is a picture I drew without looking at the actual paper while doing so. I just thought about Jimmy Pumpkinhead and Motely Howe. I had already written the short poem and drawn the pumpkinface and the star with card signs and bible surrounding it the rest is automatic drawing. Most interesting to me is the Pharaoh like face towards lower right side, the man with the strange hat on.
AWESOME! I just printed it out and it took nine sheets of paper...its a fucking poster! I am going to use this. What an intense talisman.
What is the poem. I can read most of it but the last two lines in particular I can't make out.
I saw the man in the lower right corner as well.
OMINOUS!
--Otto 09:30, 28 October 2010 (UTC)