Wish

A Wish From The Heart of Chaos

Today was a day of chaos.

This day, the 13th of October, desperately wanted to be Samhain, but cursed the day its numbers were the wrong way around.

Until she found that this year, she fell on a Friday.

And mayhem ensued, as she put in the best Friday 13th she could be.

This was a blessed day for Chaos and Chaoticians, and in parting we have all been granted one wish.

And this is mine, for all the world.

May all the unrighteous right-wing griefers of the world find justice waiting for them, in the form of unexpectedly heavy prison sentences, and no way to escape or to flee the realisation that their own thick heads and bloated egos got them into the shit they ended up in.

May the Brexiteers have endless bad dreams of drowning in shit of their own making, and nobody to blame but themselves.

And may the leaders of the US, UK, and Israel; Blair and his friends; and Rupert Murdoch; have nightmares and pounding headaches that never go away, no matter how much paracetamol they consume. May alcohol and drugs just make those headaches worse, because this is how their brains interpret the guilt they deny.

Blessed Day of Chaos 2023 to you all! May the dreams that come true only be the good ones!