In the ashes of communism a new God proclaimed himself a quasi-successor to Jesus and Muhammed.
He was the epitome of Bats# Insanity in The Empire of Crazy. His proclamations live on in a forgotten dictatorship most people couldnt find on a map.
The portal to hell is there.
These are his proclamations:
You will construct a shinning city of gold and white marble. It will be the centerpiece of my empire. Even though we are not Persian, we will
construct EVERYTHING from these materials.
But unlike Persian there will be no white cars. They show dirt and make the city look tacky.
You will build ridiculous oddities of civic buildings that look like weird sculptures or a crazy art museum.
Men and Women shall get married here at The Official Wedding Palace:
I shall write a new religion and construct a giant statue of my new gospel that lights up and plays music at night. And you can't drive unless you
learn it. It's as important as the Quran.
No beards on men. I don't like them. They are dirty.
Lip syncing is the harshest of crimes one can commit. Evidence of such atrocities will be punished severely.
You will learn the new names for the days and months. For I am bigger than all the Caesars combined.
There will be holidays for melons and carpets. Especially carpets. The Misistry of Carpets shall oversee the carpet festivities.
Opera is worthless and totally banned.
As are circuses, for being filthy.
Finally, and most importantly, there shall be a giant rotating gold statue of myself that always faces the sun. The golden statue must rotate. I shall
spin a complete revolution once every 24 hours. I will always be revolving with divinity, shinning in my golden splendor, with my godhood forever in
sync with the solar system itself.
My legacy will be so great people around the world will write of my deeds, and it will come off like a work of fiction.
Once more, no beards, white cars, and remember to keep the golden statue rotating.
The End.
edit on 8-8-2023 by Degradation33 because: (no reason given)