Mr. Weeble is a toy that has been with me for many ages and eons. He is, genetically speaking, a Fisherprice Toddle Tot. I’m sure you know what those are even if you do not recognize the name. They are those little body-less beings, about 2.5" tall, round brown eyes and freckles. They sometimes come with a schoolbus.
Anyways, Mr. Weeble and I have been through a lot together. Ever since I rescued him from that dreaded daycare room in December of 2004, he has been adventuring with me through my late teen years. He has been to the parties, he has even been exposed to various substances. (Pictures are available on www.myspace.com/theweeblefamily). He has also travelled the world and fallen in love several times. However, what is important about him at this moment are his incredible intuitive abilities. He began to discover these latent abilities within himself when I took him to a psychic fair a couple of months ago. A psychic told him that he had the rarest of all auras: indigo, emerald and rainbow. Naturally, after his 2 week superiority complex ended, Mr Weeble began to meditate nightly. He also began to write. He claims that he can tap into the undercurrents within the ‘universal energetic matrix’ from which all of the universe continuously manifests through.
He will now be providing monthly writings, which I call ‘prophecies’ (makes it sound more exciting, you know? They aren’t exactly prophecies, though. They can be more likened to nicely worded readings of patterns and fluxes in the universal energetic fields). The following is Mr. Weebles’ prophecy from the month of November. Enjoy, and feel free to send him some feedback!
“The seams which hold back all of the mystery are tearing.
So is cloaked the world that it remains boring.
This too shall pass, and Mystery will stand naked before all of humanity. She is a woman beyond our desire. She is naked beyond our shame to stare.
So shall be the future of this world. So shall be Destiny: for the world beyond worlds to pour forth into our hearts like a supernatural ocean touching the one sand grain we thought was real.
Prepare for a glitch of reality. No, prepare for a reality of glitches. Prepare for the arteries of the universe to explode with wonder. Be prepared for the activation of the cosmic circuit of playgrounds that has been happening everywhere except Earth. The aliens will touch us with their imaginary colors, the faeries will touch us with their imaginary friends, the clouds will touch us with their imaginary dreams of what we might feel like to breathe fresh air. Be prepared for the belt buckles to snap, the staples to undo, and the president to be the first against the wall. The heavenly offices will be shaken upside down and papers of wisdom will pour from the drawers, scattered everywhere, embracing us and engulfing us like a tsunami of snowflakes.
Be prepared for the worst of the best to begin happening. A good place to begin is with the secret message on the back of a Starbucks coffee cup. "
-Mr. Weeble, children’s toy, registered prophet.
Mr. Weeble, a children’s toy and registered prophet, provides us with monthly insights into the nature of our reality.