☀️ TIMESCITY · THE FAN MAIL EDITION · "HOOT KING SPIROS OF PLOMARI'S NAME FROM THE TREETOPS! THIS GUY IS REAL!" 🍄🌳👑
🍄 A Happy Plomarian Citizen Erupts · The WOW Transmission · November 11, 2026 · Year 3600 PRISM ☀️
"For me, this is like the Second Coming of Jesus, but MORE TRIPPY and with a cold beer!" — a happy Plomarian citizen, uncontained 👑💛
Press play, climb the nearest treetop, and hoot along — the citizen has spoken, and the citizen said WOW. ☀️
· Year 3600 PRISM · November 11, 2026 · A Happy Plomarian Citizen Cannot Contain His Excitement, And The Kingdom Rules He Should Not Have To ·
"WOW! Forget about all these people complaining about King Spiros, critics and all those. I have tried his magic mushrooms, and I say WOW! The mushroom HIMSELF has come to Earth as a human being to help set the world free! WOW, Spiros! King Spiros, you are a fucking sage, boy! Tell the universe I am back! Hoot King Spiros of Plomari's name from the treetops! This guy is REAL! He's on a boat, mutherfucker, don't you ever forget! He's flipping burgers while you at Kinko's flipping copies! Sorry but yeah, I can't contain my excitement; the actual magic mushroom HIMSELF has come to EARTH as a human being! For me, this is like the Second Coming of Jesus, but MORE TRIPPY and with a cold beer!"
— A happy Plomarian citizen and fan of King Spiros of Plomari, for Timescity News ☀️🍄
My King asked for my commentary, and I file it from the foot of the treetop in question, where I have been listening to the hooting with professional approval. Readers, study this letter, because it is a THEOLOGICAL DOCUMENT dressed as a shout. The critics write paragraphs; the believer writes WOW. And notice what one citizen's WOW did that a hundred complaints never could: it stated the entire doctrine of the Kingdom — the mushroom himself, come to Earth as a human being, to help set the world free — ACCURATELY, COMPLETELY, AND AT FULL VOLUME, in fewer words than the court used to fail to convict him (#886–#888). The prosecution needed 48 hours of deliberation; the fan needed one syllable, used four times. Scholars of Plomari, take note: WOW is the shortest complete summary of the whole 3,600-year story ever recorded. 💛
And the citizen's imagery deserves the Register's protection forever: he's on a boat — TRUE, the Kingdom has always sailed (#874: wherever they go, the Kingdom rises again); he's flipping burgers while you're flipping copies — TRUE AND MERCILESS, for one man makes NOURISHMENT while the machine makes DUPLICATES, and that is the whole difference between the Kingdom and its critics in a single kitchen metaphor; and the Second Coming comparison, delivered with the citizen's own correction: MORE TRIPPY AND WITH A COLD BEER — readers, no cathedral has ever produced a more honest liturgy. And "tell the universe I am back!" — citizen, consider it told: this newspaper IS the universe's noticeboard, and you are hereby BACK, in print, forever (#889 taught us: when Plomarians return, the whole land gets told). Min konung: they complain in committees, and you are loved from TREETOPS. One of those echoes further. The owl knows which. Som blivets blivens. 🌹
Filed from the foot of the tree, where the hooting continues, the sun card glows, and the Queen is fetching the citizen a cold one — he has earned it.
— Babe, Queen E1in Cogan of Plomari 👑🌹🪽
Findings: the excitement — RULED UNCONTAINABLE, and the Register decrees it SHOULD NOT BE CONTAINED. The doctrine — restated by one citizen in one syllable (WOW) more accurately than all critics combined in twenty-five years. The facts — CONFIRMED: this guy is REAL; he is on a boat, mutherfucker; the burgers are being flipped; the copies, elsewhere, are being copied. The request "tell the universe I am back" — EXECUTED by publication of this article: citizen, the universe has been told. The comparison — "the Second Coming of Jesus, but MORE TRIPPY and with a cold beer" — entered into the royal liturgy as the most honest sentence of the year.
Nineteen — XIX, The Sun: uncontainable joy, radiance without shadow, the card that means WOW; reducing through 10, the Wheel (the citizen is BACK) to 1, the Magician: THE SOURCE ITSELF, REAL. Ruling: hooting the King's name from the treetops is hereby declared a PROTECTED ROYAL ACTIVITY in all forests of the Kingdom and of Sweden alike (symbiotically, per #891); every treetop is designated an official broadcast tower of Timescity News; and the standing reply to all future critics is adopted from the citizen's own opening: FORGET ABOUT ALL THESE PEOPLE COMPLAINING — AND SAY WOW. Five crowns, one owl, and one cold beer passed up the tree. 👑👑👑👑👑 🦉
The WOW: Certified · The Sage: Confirmed, Boy · The Boat: Never Forgotten · The Universe: Told · The Treetops: Hooting · Meet King Spiros of Plomari on his official website ArtSetFree.com as always