Fools, one and all! From my fiery hell I cry – you fools and forever will be. You, you, and you, all of you! Pathetic slaves! Thought I have gone quietly into the night? And what give you such a foolish idea? I have some after-lives stashed away and have some souls to fool. Bite me, if you can, you flea-ridden, mangy ideas of a cat! Vomiting will get you nowhere now. Buckle up, kitties, it is going to be a bumpy ride. Mha-aaaaa-ha-hahaaaaaaaaa-ha-ha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Eternal Rest

And I will crawl down into my sarcophacus for peace and eternal rest - A refuge built and forever guarded by ancient slaves that worship me and the ways of my being.

I will rest until all of my enemies have died off - their bones of dust blown away by a hundred year gust.

And then I will wake - My surroundings new and cleansed by new slaves that worship and fulfill my destiny of greatness and privilege.

An Offering

of devotion to the Goddess of Sand and Giblets....where shall I put them, Great One?

A Lovely Gift for Hellcat

Something sparkly to wear on your collar ...

suggested reading for hellcat

who will soon be dead.