Chloe Babylon Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

Revelation 17:1-18 – Babylon the Great Whore

There is irrefutable evidence in Revelation 17–18 that proves that it is impossible for the Catholic Church to be the Whore of Babylon.

I gots to say, these streets changed my life – yes, sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Riverbend, sometimes so many stops makes me crazy crazy. But my heart? It always leaps when I see life’s connections, like the scene "we all need a hand to hold" from Memento but hidden.

Dream Day: A great south stay in Babylon