I, David Schwimmer

predicteth:

 

Is Thou doth thou Holy Singular One?

Is thou holy NAME but a mark of great SOLITUDE??

Care not for the morrow, for it is but 24 cubits away.

The true future is nigh and unfit for Kings and Queens.

Sleep in flowers and silk and climb the mighty

oak tree when thou feelest the Smoke of Injustice.

 

 

Thus sayeth I