I had a dream last night and in that dream I saw a vision of a (metaphorical) beast with one head and on that head was written all the nonsense posts by Edward Palamar.
And a (metaphorical) Lion with the face of KellyJay and the feet of sonship, which were many and confused will a thousand toes on each, said unto me “divegeester, why is thou is not taking the words of the (metaphorical) beast called Edward with the face of KellyJay and the feet of sonship seriously?”
I replied, but my words tuned into a food stuff similar to but not exactly the same as pink marzipan with those little round sugar beads embedded into it. And I was sore afraid of the vision because a believed it to be literal.
But then a man walked up to me and said “oh divey one of much combativeness, be ye not vexed by the vision and relaxeth in thy spirit for the things which thou seeth, including the beast with one head with all the Edward Palamar posts who has the face of KellyJay and the feet of sonship, is a sign, it is not real; so be thou not a dick”.
And I was grieved in my mind that I had been sore afraid of a sign and I pleaded with the man, who had (metaphorically) turned into a woman with shining hair and breasts of a dragon, “why does thou torment me?” And the woman who had now exploded in a rainbow and turned into a (metaphorical) pigeon with the face of whodey and the claws of an eagle, said unto me “it is not torment, it is love and perfect justice”.
And then I awoke and I said to myself in the sternest of words “never again shall eat of the cheese which is past its sell by date”.
Edward Palamar; can you interpret my dream too please?