[ WP ] You are the leader of a religious cult , and today your quacky end time prophecies are coming true . Now is the time you have to convince everyone to drink the koolaid .

I sit in my study, away from my people. Having banned television from them, I have to recluse myself in order to follow the one they call Janet Jackson, the reincarnation of the queen of Babyl that achieved apotheosis. 
 
 Our hidden in plain sight savior, our icon to enlightenment, her message only revealed to those with eyes that can see and ears that can hear, the message, the beckoning to higher reality. 
 
 Agents of the devil, court appointed therapists, tried to denounce my ways, told me I was experiencing my dream world more than I was the real world. 
 
 Today, my prophecies come true, at the day of the superbowl, our queen showed her breast, in the ancient royal garb of Babyl, signifying our moment when we too can rid ourselves of the physical and achieve apotheosis, God-hood. 
 
 My people, I have had to keep them in darkness, in ignorance of the full majesty of my prophecy, of the opportunity I bestowed upon them all. Today, we had to strip away the flesh, that we may become spirit, and travel the path to apotheosis our queen Janet Jackson has set before us. 
 
 I walk to the podium as a groom would to the altar, my heart swooned as I was not only stepping up from hand of God to one of the God's, I was also ushering in my congregation into God-hood. 
 
 My loyal congregation, their devotion to purity. Graciously, they accepted the tenets of the law, no sex, relationships, no mirrors, mandatory lsd trips, and of course they offered the finest of women to my cause, that I may give them the seed of God. My gratitude towards their devotion, made it all the worthwhile, made me feel that much better that I was bestowing the greatest gift of all time. 
 
 `` My love's! Prophecies foretold our time, our time to rise up, to become Gods, that we may create a heaven of our own, a place to call eternally ours. You have gone through trials and tribulations unimaginable to common folk, you have passed through the fire necessary to be in kin with divinity, and now is the day.'' 
 
 My people gasp, they linger on my words, some cry and I feel every bit of their emotion, their anticipation. 
 
 `` Susan, you came to me with nothing, you came to me broken, and you surrendered to my message before any one else did. And you will be exalted for that.'' 
 
 `` Thank you father of love.'' 
 
 `` And Frank, you lost your job, your house, and was at your wits end. Then my ladies of love found you, and showed you what true love was, a five some with four women while high on lsd.'' 
 
 Tears in his eyes, nearly blubbering, `` thank you father.'' 
 
 `` Lets rejoice, and drink up! All at once, we will drink! Okay? One, two, three!'' 
 
 The whole congregation drinks up, and within moments they all die. The voices start screaming, and the all too familiar adversary takes control. 
 
 `` Are they all dead?'' The voice within asks by taking control of me. `` Yes'' I reply. 
 
 `` Good, now collect their life insurance money. You only have forty more years to do my bidding before you die.'' 
 
 `` What would you have me do now master?'' 
 
 `` Change your name to Benny Hinn, you're going global!''
