The Goblin of Pandemic & Famine
Preparing for Boss Level Demons
Batman had The Bat-Mobile, while Vikid had an Armchair. Actually it was more like a recliner that was perfect to work, read or sleep in. For Vikid, work primarily resided in thinking and dreaming.
He had recently dreamt of a particularly cruel being, The Goblin of Pandemic & Famine. His fellow demons liked to call him Gopf. A cute little name for a viscous Grimm Reaper.
Gopf had an illustrious past and had ravaged every society that ever lived but over the last century while he hibernated, civilization was having their fill.
They gobbled more and more, automating food delivery. Just a click on an app and voila…Pizza, Ice-cream and Blueberries.
But people had been fed lies by The Doom. They were told that Gopf had been vanquished by advanced technology and The Green Revolution, which was actually only held up by Haber-Bosch’s Solution.
[Not that many knew what that was, it was geek level stuff]
The truth was Gopf was a boss level ghoul, you only met him at the end of all duels.
This is how it worked, Vikid thought, by the time you figured it out, you were already caught.
The Haber-Bosch Process required lots of hydrogen and another key component was that of nitrogen. Through clever use of natural gas and fresh air, you got smelly stuff called ammonia and with that, plant nutrition and fare.
By feeding the plants, crops could grow abundantly, more harvest, more livestock and ultimately more human-stock.
People thought food = rain + farmland, but those in the know knew that,
gas = food.
This had been going on near a hundred years at which the human population had increased from just over 1 to 7 billion.
Great Result!
But it had a little hiccup.
We needed plenty of natural gas and little to no fuckups.
Fuckups being something like war, not in remote countries but in places with critical infrastructure.
(Think about yellow-blue flags if you need a hint)
There were other fuckups to avoid as well, like blowing up major gas lines, shutting down power generation while screwing around with farmers and wells.
Vikid could see that all this was happening. While people slept watching Netflix and some kind of tournaments.
They thought the geeks and world leaders had their eye on the ball but these freaks were also watching the football!
For the leaders were just puppets and The Doom controlled them all. The public couldn’t see The Doom so they thought Vikid was only talking gloom.
The gas had stopped flowing and the plants had stopped growing. Gopf was waking up as stocks were depleting.
Vikid had a small readership but all he could do was write. He hadn’t yet figured how to put up a fight. He just went big-belly, forgetting to diet. Big belly being useful when Gopf made a riot.
It was a horrible place to be, some called it a voluptuous prophecy.
But Vikid liked to find solutions. This could be said. The first thing to do was get out of bed.
You had to open your mind to see the sorcerers of DOOM. Then get with like minded warriors, to seal the tomb.
The Gopf was still awaking and we shouldn’t let him out. We needed real leaders of peace & wisdom, not puppet-suits with nothing but clout, without a source of decency, who would do anything for money. Like that Snake in Great Britain, the Dunce in the USA the weasels in the EU and all of the lies they spew.
All bent for The God War like insatiable whores.
Keep your eye on BASF, fertilizers and agriculture and above all protect the farmers for without them the Gopf will come vulture.
Without food, Gopf’s second power will ensue. Real pandemics, not fake Wuhan flu’d-dynamics.
That would lead to Mars, The God of Carnage. He didn’t dabble in hinterland skirmishes that make great profits for the puppets.
Mars went for the heart for War is his Great Art.
Let this be a Vikid Warning as the time is coming soon, to take real action and avoid The DOOM.
May God have Mercy.
And that’s,