resident prophet
I am a prophet. I prophesy. I used to be a philosopher who philosophizes. I guess I philosophized my way to prophet hood.
Last night, somewhere between rapid eye movement and wakefulness, I had my first vision. It was that five-foot two-faced liar considered by many as the president of the Republic of the Philippines whom I saw. She was standing on a podium when a six-foot male Caucasian clad in sinister black approached her. The guy was like a black cat guilefully strutting his way to his prey amidst the clumsy mob consisted mostly of paparazzi.
“Good evening Miss President.”
“Who is the gentleman?”
“Bong. James Bong.”
The fictitious Mr. Bong clutches his gun, a cold metal anxiously waiting for the call of duty while still strapped in its holster inside his Armani suit. Then in one swift motion, he pulls it out and shoots the President. As the gun remained pointed at the twitching corpse, it glistened in the cold night.
Mayhem followed. Gloria Macapagal Arroyo lay sprawling on her blood.
The President is dead.
Waking up from my trance, I was thirsty as a horse. But the cold water jolted me back to my senses in a jiffy. Recalling my vision, I smiled. Then I chuckled, put out the lights and hit he hay for good.
I haven’t had the opportunity to test the accuracy of my visions yet. Like I insinuated above, this is all new to me. Right now I can only see the “what” but can’t answer the “when” yet.
However, basing from how things are looking, I wouldn’t be surprised if it happens tomorrow. Brush up on your history and you’ll see that assassination is a corollary of chronic social and political unrest. Death is the ultimate retribution of a leader who leads his people to doom. You don’t have to be a political science luminary to make such an inference.
This can be complicated. But if my visions continue, I don’t have a choice but to make a career out of this. Who knows, I might just save the world someday.
I can’t wait to be in a party or a social gathering of some sort and be asked, “So how about you, what do you do?”
“Me? I’m a prophet and I prophesy.”
