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Are you not familiar with the Revelations of St. John

The final book of the Bible, prophesied the apocalypse

He forced everyone to receive a mark on his right hand

Or on his forehead so that no one shall be able

To buy or sell unless he has that mark

Which is the name of the beast and the number of his name

And the number of the beast is '6 6 6'

What can such a specific prophecy mean?

What is the mark?

Well, the mark is the bar-code

The ubiquitous bar-code that you’ll find on every bog roll

And every packet of Johnnies and every poxy-pork-pie

And every bar-code is divided into two parts by three markers

And those three markers are always represented by the number six

And what does it say?

No one shall be able to buy or sell without that mark

And now what they’re planning to do

In order to eradicate all credit card fraud

And in order to precipitate a totally cashless society?

What they’re planning to do

And they’ve already tested it on the American troops

They’re gonna subcutaneously laser-tattoo

That mark onto your right hand or onto your forehead

They’re going to replace plastic with flesh, fact

In the same book of Revelations

When the Seven Seals are broken open on the Day of Judgment

And the seven angels blow their trumpets

When the third angel blows her trumpet

Wormwood will fall from the sky

And wormwood will poison a third part of all the waters

And a third part of all the land and many, many, many people will die

And you know what the Russian translation of wormwood is?

Chernobyl, fact

On August the 18th, 1999

The planets of our solar system

Are going to line up into the shape of a cross

They’re going to line up in the big signs

Of Aquarius, Leo, Taurus and Scorpio

Which just happen to correspond

To the four beasts of the apocalypse

As mentioned in the book of Daniel, another fact

Do you think that the amoeba ever dreamed

That it would evolve into the frog?

And when that first frog shimmied out of the water

And employed its vocal chords in order to attract a mate

a predator

Do you think that that frog ever imagined

That incipient croak would evolve

Into all the languages of the world

Into all the literature of the word, possibly?

And just as that froggie could never have possibly

Conceived of Shakespeare

So we can never possibly imagine our destiny

Look, if you take the whole of time represented by one year

But only in the first few moments of the 1st of January

It’s a long way to go

And no, we’re not going to sprout extra limbs and wings and things

Because evolution itself is evolving

When it comes, the apocalypse itself will be a part of the process

Of that leap of evolution

By the very definition of Apocalypse

Mankind must cease to exist, at least in a material form

We’ll have evolved into something that transcends matter

Into a species of pure thought, are you with me?

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