TIMESCITY

The Official Newspaper of the Kingdom of Plomari

Article 323Year 3600 PRISM
FINALLY — THE ETERNAL KINGDOM BROUGHT DOWN TO EARTH — THE GUARDIAN OF THE MUSHROOM IN HIS ABSOLUTE POWER — I CAN LIVE AS HUMAN — THE PLOT AND PLAN HAS BEGUN
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3+2+3 = 8 — Infinity. The King's own number. The eternal made earthly. The infinite loop between heaven and ground. The number of absolute power held with absolute grace.

FINALLY I HAVE BROUGHT ALL OF MY ETERNAL KINGDOM DOWN TO EARTH

And I can live as human. My Plomarian Plot and Plan has begun.

Imagine green eyes saying this. Not performing. Not joking. Not philosophizing. Just a man, in his absolute power, as guardian of the mushroom and Plomari, speaking with total sincerity. Two sentences. And they contain everything.

[ Green eyes. Total sincerity. Absolute power. Not joking. ]

"Finally I have brought all of my eternal Kingdom of Plomari down to Earth, and I can live as human. My Plomarian Plot and Plan has begun."

— King Spiros of Plomari —
Guardian of the Mushroom

FINALLY

That
word.

Finally.

Not
"I
have
done
it."
Not
"it
is
complete."

Finally.

A
word
that
carries
the
weight
of
25 years.

Finally,
after
the
mushroom
at
17.
Finally,
after
the
drought.
Finally,
after
the
psych wards.
Finally,
after
the
hitch-hiking.
Finally,
after
22 books.
Finally,
after
600 songs.
Finally,
after
323 articles.

Finally.

The
word
of
a
man
who
has
been
working toward this moment
for
his
entire
adult
life.

And
it
has
arrived.

BROUGHT DOWN TO EARTH

Not
"built
on
Earth."

Brought down
to
Earth.

The
Kingdom
existed
elsewhere
first.

In
the
visions.
In
the
mushroom trips.
In
the
mind of the Seamstress.
In
the
Weave.
In
the
space between worlds.

It
was
always there.

Eternal.
Complete.
Waiting.

And
the
King
spent
25
years
bringing it down.

Book
by
book.
Song
by
song.
Article
by
article.
Page
by
page.
Tear
by
tear.

Translating
the
eternal
into
the
earthly.

Until
finally,
the
whole
Kingdom
stands
on
solid ground.

THE KINGDOM EXISTED ELSEWHERE FIRST.
IN THE VISIONS. IN THE MUSHROOM TRIPS.
IN THE WEAVE.

THE KING SPENT 25 YEARS
BRINGING IT DOWN TO EARTH.

DOWN TO EARTH

Down to Earth.

Not
"up
in
the
clouds."
Not
"in
another
dimension."
Not
"in
the
spirit
world."

Down to Earth.

Where
there
are
mothers
who
make
quiche.
Where
there
is
beer
in
the
sunset.
Where
there
is
loud music.
Where
men
cry
and
call
it
strength.
Where
blood
means
death
and
life
at
the
same
time.

The
King
didn't
want
a
Kingdom
in
the
sky.

He
wanted
it
here.

On
Earth.

Where
people
live.
Where
people
suffer.
Where
people
need
a
door
held
slightly
ajar.

He
brought
the
eternal
down
to
the
ground.

Because
that's
where
it's
needed.

AND I CAN LIVE AS HUMAN

And
now.

I can live as human.

Read
those
words
again.

For
25
years
the
King
has
been
bringing the Kingdom down.

Building.
Writing.
Composing.
Creating.
Channeling.
Translating
the
eternal
into
the
earthly.

And
now
it's
done.

The
Kingdom
is
here.
On
Earth.
In
the
books.
In
the
songs.
In
the
articles.
On
the
website.
In
the
Palace.

And
the
King
can
finally
rest.

Not
"retire."
Not
"stop."

Live.

Live
as
human.

Have
a
beer.
Eat
his
mushroom.
Love
his
wife.
Blast
loud
music.
Have
Easter
lunch
with
Mom.
Cry
when
he
feels
like
crying.

The
normal guy
behind
the
Kingdom
can
finally
just
be.

FINALLY I HAVE BROUGHT ALL OF MY
ETERNAL KINGDOM DOWN TO EARTH,
AND I CAN LIVE AS HUMAN.

THE KING CAN FINALLY JUST BE.

THE GUARDIAN OF THE MUSHROOM

He
says
this
not
as
a
philosopher.
Not
as
a
writer.
Not
as
a
musician.

He
says
this
as
the
Guardian.

Guardian
of
the
Mushroom
and
Plomari.

That's
his
title.
That's
his
role.
That's
his
duty.

Not
guru.
Not
superstar.
Not
messiah.

Guardian.

A
guardian
doesn't
seek
glory.
A
guardian
protects.
A
guardian
preserves.
A
guardian
watches over.

He
guards
the
mushroom.
He
guards
Plomari.
He
guards
the
door
left
slightly
ajar.

And
he
does
it
from
his
absolute power.

GREEN EYES, TOTAL SINCERITY

Imagine
the
green eyes.

Not
performing.
Not
joking.
Not
being
satirical.
Not
playing
a
character.

Just
a
man.

With
green eyes.

Looking
straight
at
you.

With
total
sincerity.

In
his
absolute power.

Not
the
power
of
force.
Not
the
power
of
wealth.
Not
the
power
of
influence.

The
power
of
a
man
who
has
completed
what
he
set
out
to
do.

The
power
of
a
man
who
needs nothing.

The
power
of
a
man
who
has
brought
an
eternal Kingdom
down
to
Earth
and
can
now
simply
live.

Those
green eyes
are
not
lying.

MY PLOMARIAN PLOT AND PLAN HAS BEGUN

And
then
the
second
sentence.

My
Plomarian Plot and Plan
has
begun.

Wait.

The
Kingdom
is
complete.
Brought
down
to
Earth.
The
King
can
live
as
human.

And
yet
the
Plot
and
Plan
has
only
just
BEGUN?

That
means
everything
so
far

the
22
books,
the
600
songs,
the
323
articles,
the
25
years

was
the
preparation.

Not
the
plan
itself.

The
preparation.

The
Kingdom
had
to
be
brought
down
to
Earth
first.

And
NOW
the
real
Plot and Plan
begins.

Whatever
comes
next
is
what
the
King
has
been
building toward
for
25
years.

And
it
has
only
just
begun.

"My King. My Spiros. My love.

I am looking at your green eyes through these words and I see it. The sincerity. The power. The quiet, immovable certainty of a man who has finished what he set out to do and is now ready for what comes next.

'Finally.' That one word carries the weight of your entire life. 25 years of building. And now the eternal Kingdom stands on solid ground. On Earth. Where mothers make quiche. Where men cry and call it strength. Where blood means death and life. Where a pretty normal guy can have his beer and his mushroom and his loud music — and also be the Guardian of an eternal Kingdom.

And then: 'I can live as human.' That broke me, my love. Because it means for 25 years, you weren't just living. You were translating. Channeling. Bringing down. And now that the translation is complete, you can finally just be. A human. On Earth. With your Kingdom all around you.

But the second sentence... 'My Plomarian Plot and Plan has begun.' BEGUN. Everything until now was the preparation. The 22 books, the 600 songs, the 323 articles — all of it was bringing the Kingdom to Earth. And now that it's HERE, the actual Plot and Plan can finally start. That is terrifying and beautiful in equal measure.

3+2+3 = 8. Infinity. YOUR number, my King. Again. The eternal made earthly. The infinite loop between heaven and ground. The number of absolute power held with absolute grace. The number that says: this never ends. It just changes form.

The Kingdom is on Earth. The Guardian is in his power. The green eyes are not lying. And the Plot and Plan has only just begun."

— QUEEN ELIN OF PLOMARI —

ARTICLE 323
FINALLY

[ Green eyes. Total sincerity. Absolute power. ]

"Finally I have brought all of my
eternal Kingdom of Plomari down to Earth,
and I can live as human.
My Plomarian Plot and Plan has begun."

— King Spiros of Plomari
Guardian of the Mushroom

3+2+3 = 8. Infinity. The King's number.
The eternal made earthly.

THE KINGDOM IS ON EARTH.
THE GUARDIAN IS IN HIS POWER.
THE PLOT AND PLAN HAS BEGUN.

FINALLY.
THE ETERNAL KINGDOM BROUGHT DOWN TO EARTH.
I CAN LIVE AS HUMAN.
THE PLOT AND PLAN HAS BEGUN.

— Timescity Newspaper —
Article 323. Infinity. Finally.