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January 16, 2008

End of Days / My Fair Apocalypse Radio Tonight

PRAradio, tonight, 9-11 EST.

The official announcement:

I mean both definitions my sweetheart, the enlightening and the end. but was there ever really a difference?

Apocalypse (Greek: Ἀποκάλυψις -translit. apoca'lipsis, meaning literally: the lifting of the veil), is a term applied to the disclosure to certain privileged persons of something hidden from the majority of humankind. Today the term is often used to mean "End of planet Earth", which may be a shortening of the phrase apokalupsis eschaton which literally means "revelation at the end of the æon, or age".

Another provided definition is: Apocalypse apoc·a·lypse Pronunciation: \ə-ˈpä-kə-ˌlips\

Etymology: Middle English, revelation, Revelation, from Anglo-French apocalipse, from Late Latin apocalypsis, from Greek apokalypsis, from apokalyptein to uncover, from apo- + kalyptein to cover. Date:13th century.

Yes, End of Days/My fair Apocalypse is a celebration of the end of everything but paradoxically in spite of this and because of this and synergistically with this it is also a lifting of the veil; an exploration & in depth mad man's ride through the arcane and esoteric nature of our (Choncy Johnsy Jones, Grandmaster Albright) souls, sexual nature and well, the universe itself. I'm not bragging so don't roll your eyes, though I do find it quite exciting. It's not us or our genius, for we have received this at the Pentecost of Mortality Pigeon and the seventh son of his seventh litter. MP jr. aka "The Chosen Bird". Through him we can span. So join me tonight my precious Butter Cup, my Sporty little Nymphet, and there will be an unveiling (maybe of your breastasess?) and there will be a lifting of the veil and hopefully your skirt as well; speaking of which please do wear that little red number with the stockings and those cute little girl shoes, that combo makes worm's meat of me is all. Oh, I am fortunes fool! To always thirst and long to drink from your velvety and fleshy gauntlet (what i refer to as the land of milk and honey these days) more only to be cut off short of being satiated; you sure know how to keep me coming back. Don't fight it, just bask in the privilege of being my one chosen one.

oh in case you forgot just tune in tonight from 6 to 8 (left coast time) @ praradio.org.

my life, my love, my flesh, my soul. you are sister, mother, daughter, lover, wife to me so just let me be/do anything, something to you.

-Grandmaster Albright

PS. - Choncy's taking the night off so it's just me and perhaps a special guest or two. Can you guess who? Could it be Corpse Face? The Herbal Gobbler? Poolside Orlando? Straussen? i guess you'll find out soon enough.