“Me” by Harold Loeb

Lacey would have found her way to this place…with my love. I’d still rescue her heart.

Succession (Main Theme) by Nicholas Britell plays.

You can’t…keep lying about that.

Lacey isn’t ugly.

I’m curious to know if the Boomer Kennedys cursed Lacey. Specifically Bobby. To be blind to her own beauty or to become ugly. Purely out of evil. They might have been scared that Lem’s twin flame was a woman…and that she’d find him.

Stupidly…they overestimated Satan.

Andante Espressivo – String Orchestra “Number One Boy” by Nicholas Britell plays.

“Then…if she’s still happy with any other man…we have to obliterate her soul!” say the Kennedys. They have no choice but to admit that…openly…if they’re in the Illuminati, which would be the case most likely if the Illuminati exists at all. Right?

“Why!?” I ask.

“Because!” says a female member of the Boomer Kennedys, smiling. “She offended us!”

“How!?” I ask.

“She stole our Lem!!” they say in a creepy demonic voice. Their faces contort to become ugly, like Gollum in The Lord of the Rings.

“How!?” asks Lem.

“You’re not Lem!!!” screams Bobby in a high-pitched demonic voice.

“I am Lem.” says Lem Billings, sounding straight.

“No! He’s my daddy.” says Bobby, ever increasingly sounding like Gollum.

“I’m not your father.” says Lem.

“Then we’ll kill your son!” says a female Kennedy Boomer with blood dripping out of her mouth. She holds a Satanic rod in her hand.

“No. And you’ve lost either way, Satan.” says Lem.

“You want him dead anyway!” says a female Kennedy Boomer posing naked to try desperately to arouse Lem.

Trying not to be mean, Lem controls his face.

“He’s aroused! Look!” shrieks a DNC member, in a demonic voice.

See…part of the reason the Illuminati hides is because they’re embarrassed. They look ugly as vomit when they’re most demonically possessed in their meetings. And they deal with that psychologically by keeping each other’s secret. They develop sympathy for each other that way too. …And drinking blood makes you vomit. That gives them sympathy for each other too. So does the bad, intoxicated sex they’re forced to have with each other. It’s a hideous process oftentimes. Stanley Kubrick lied…out of love for his fellow Illuminati members as an artist. And they didn’t appreciate that almost at all. They missed it. They were too conceited at that point to see it anymore. …Eyes Wide Shut was from the 1920’s…and they made it look like…it existed…almost. But it didn’t. That beauty was dying…or dead. Because God is the only source of beauty and so when you lose His protection…the beauty fades. That’s sin and death.

Anyway…poor JP Kennedy’s descendants aren’t doing very well these days.

Blood dripping out of their opened mouths so as not to vomit…they contort…like Gollums…

“You stole our Lemmers!” they say in unison, all possessed to speak in perfect harmony.

Their raised arms demand him back.

“What are you going to do with me?” asks Lem.

“FUCK YOU!” they say in demonic unison, like hideously ugly, grinning rapists from the poorest white neighborhoods of the Appalachian Mountains. Granny on The Beverly Hillbillies was the non-evil version of what they look like with their demons. Sometimes Bobby’s voice nowadays sounds like that just a tiny bit outside of Illuminati meetings.

Tsar Putin has to excuse himself.

“What if I don’t want to be fucked?” asks Lem when the laughter is controlled.

“Then we’ll rape ya!” they say in unison, blood dripping from their opened mouths.

“You all really are heavy on the hillbilly vibe today.” warns a black gay star, to be nice.

They are too demonically stupefied to understand him.

“That’s not going to happen. I don’t want to be raped.” says Lem, calmly.

They lower their arms. Look flummoxed.

“See! This is why I love Satanism. You have to listen to human reason. See…they are forced to argue with him now.” says a Satanist actress in the Illuminati, cheerfully.

“Okay. But what if I was too stupid to object?” asks Lem.

“Then we’d rape you!” says Bobby, cheerfully.

“Not me. But yeah…you’d rape the person who was too stupid to object.” says Lem, to explain.

The Kennedys look further flummoxed.

“Why y’all want to rape him anyway?” asks a man in the Illuminati.

“He’s purty!” says a female demon possessed Boomer Kennedy.

“Who turned you all into Granny!?” asks Lem.

They all start scratching themselves and each other like heroin addicts. One Boomer sucks his thumb.

“Fuck you!” yells Bobby at Lem, like he’s a small child yelling at an adult. “You stupid fucking bitch! Fuck you! Fuck you, you piece of shit!”

“Did Lacey do this?” asks Lem.

“Mommy!” says a female Boomer Kennedy suddenly sucking her thumb too. She smiles.

Funeral by Band of Horses plays.

They all get sleepy. Two lay down to take a nap.

“Why you be mean!?” asks Bobby, suddenly sucking his thumb too.

By the end of the song they all are asleep or deep in thought.

One female Kennedy Boomer spits out blood like a fountain to be silly at the end. Then she lays down too.

How I Got Home by SYML plays.

“Alright. Umm…so…I think the Kennedys are…trying to communicate…or were trying to communicate that they’re…incompetent on this issue.” says the DNC.

“No! They weren’t. They just proved themselves that way.” says Donald Trump.

The DNC snarls.

“You can’t obliterate my soul. And I can’t let them rape me.” says Lem. “Look! Let’s let Harold explain what would happen if I let them harm me that much.”

The Kennedys are rolled out on a moving piece of floor as the Catholic Church extols them to repent to Christ. The sleepy ones roll over and nod to indicate understanding, smiling.

Once they’re all gone…including Bobby…who even with his eyes closed and thumb in his mouth refuses to lay down…the room calms down a bit.

“Who turned them into themselves as children?” asks a new money man who is worth billions.

“Lacey and I did.” says the ghost of Joe Kennedy Junior.

The room goes silent for a moment.

“Why are any of us alive!?” asks a Gen. Z member, incredulously.

“Well…sometimes the world can be beautiful!” says Greta Thurnberg.

“Yeah. But we’re struggling.” says Tucker Carlson.

“Yeah. …We all are.” says Greta.

“Look…life isn’t easy…but…it’s not supposed to be this bad. Keep that in mind. Don’t get confused. …This is highly irregular.” says Greta.

“True!” says Fox News.

Hypnotize by The Notorious B. I. G plays.

“So…she’d be mine. God wouldn’t let the living Kennedys or Jack obliterate Lacey’s soul.” says Harold. “They’re incredibly evil by choice. But God isn’t a fool. He knows how much of that was choice…and how much of it was forced on them. …And the part of them Lacey can control with Joe just put them all down for a nap.”

“It’s true. They’re all asleep.” says a maid in the Illuminati, popping in her head to the meeting.

Later.

“Or she’d be mine.” says Michael. “Regardless, why do you want to steal Lem from Lacey and make her cease to exist?”