A Few Brief Thoughts about the Inevitably Wraithlike Loyalists of that Famously Orange-Faced Conman

A Prose Poem Retrospective (on the seemingly 1,400 day span of time between the beginning of Jan 2025 and the end of April 2025)

So this post is not about Orange Face or any of the other similarly malignant narcissists in positions of formal institutional authority within the complex systems of control in a wide variety of places around the globe.

This post is about his entourage of loyalist morons though, his cabal of reliable narcissistic supplies, the folks who in the days of Paul could have been referred to like…

“It is not themselves that act, but the spirit of Trump within them, a spirit who lies cunningly and constantly, that spirit of (a) the father of lies as in (b) the original narcissist, a callous con artist whose corrupt black hole sun has darkly shined so neon bright to those of us who due to opened eyes, or grace, or luck have managed to resist his endless blitz of influence tricks.

Or else perhaps

“They who due to their boundless greed or misplaced trust became step by step possessed(!) by Trump. And thus step by step corrupted Trump’s closest allies have tended to become (whether in their visage, bodies, hearts, minds, sense of self, sense of the world, or souls) by a spirit most orange-colored.”

For they all believed in spirits back in the olden days, a wide variety of spirits in point of fact, including the Holy Spirit—by Holy Spirit I mean not the entirety of the ineffable oneness, but like an offshoot or a son of the ineffable oneness, a spirit that folks like Paul became possessed by in a vaguely Pentecostal way—but also… they generally believed in the existence of myriad malefic spirits, Satan’s spirit, ancestral spirits, spirit possession, and exorcisms.

See this interview about “Spirit Possession and the Origins of Christianity” or the associated book if you have a doubt about the consensus opinion in Paul’s proximity in time and space about such experiences or else any interest in learning more about such matters for whatever other reasons. For I am surely not a competent teacher of history, or theology, or spirits, or physics either. I’m just over here on Substack performing some exploratory writing. No big whoop.

Besides whether you like or dislike any turn of phrase or rhyme or just cannot quite decide about the merits of exploratory writing exercises of any type, it hardly matters; for the algorithms have never been much impressed with this author’s habit of sometimes articulating sensible ideas but generally preferring to ramble in a mildly confabulatory fashion, and as such the spread of any given post is on average slightly less than the audible range of a hummingbird’s peculiar chirps.

“Okay stop. Do you literally believe that Trump’s wraithlike loyalists are possessed by a malefic spirit or that Trump is the anti-Paul?” Hmm. “Speak quickly!” Yes, okay basically. But only while writing in an exploratory manner and maybe also like every time I witness his shockingly orange visage in a photograph, or a video clip, or observe his tweets, or hear his mouth sounds. If I were an advice giver, then just for the sake of everything beautiful and good, I might recommend to friend and foe alike to never engage with Trump’s verbalizations in earnest.

But then again I don’t answer questions, and I don’t give advice either, so whether someone is a friend or foe, my perspective on such matters is akin to you do you (“my brothers in Christ,” sorry, it just rhymed with “advice” too well to successfully resist writing it down... but yeah... so embarrassing... whatever... we’re moving on now).

It might not be cinematically evil horned demon monsters. It might be dissociative alters. It might be diverse forms of intelligence. It might be IFS parts. It might be unattached burdens. It might be outside our collective capacity to coherently imagine, and yet it is somehow always been canon that Jesus was literally a pro bono exorcist.

Isn’t it so?

“So are you like being serious now or comical?”

Huh? Both? Neither? Relax. I’m just performing the art of exploratory writing

[Sighs audibly]

How about this…. I’ll do me, and you can do you. Otherwise it feels like things could become quite weird, or uncanny, or else tempestuous, or potentially an attention-honing brand of slightly spooky which is very much not ideal right now for I have not the spoons or energy required to participate properly in any high temp dialectics over a barely cogent seedling of a theory like the ones below.

Maybe it could be useful for some specific purposes to suppose that neoliberalism is a malefic spirit or that the western legal tradition has in it a significantly malefic civilization of spirits. I don’t know. I just authentically love to explore the space of possibilities probably due in part to Neptune in my third house of Sagittarius. And if folks are as though possessed by a Capricorn spirit that prefers for everything to be laid out into perfect conformity with materialist reasoning then like why be here. Because that will never occur. Or rather it’s been something of a rarity during this particularly stressful season (as in mid-spring of 2025).

“I prefer and demand for grape vines to grow oranges instead.”

Okay but

Okay bud

Keep calm

Eat pray love

Or be a leaf in the wind and blow

And know that others expectations are not my fault

But if yee be truly parched for some comparitively meaty form of art that is warm and refreshing for the heavy hearted man, woman, modern soul, or human spirit, I suggest to partake of this amazing man’s guitar riffs / noises / sounds from fourteen years ago and ideally before the western worldview apocalypse clock gongs meaningfully.

“And so what time would that be exactly?” Oh for fucks sake. I don’t know. “Like coo-coo brain thirty?” Come on man. I really don’t know. But it seems like at some point between now and a thousand years from now a transition that’s good might coagulate fully.

Anyway, that’s all I got in my tote bag on this beautiful Friday afternoon. Enjoy your weekend!

And also here’s that full video.

Note: This is a work in progress. Version 2-ish. Last edited 4/25/2025 at 4:55 pm. To be able to receive the original versions and/or Substack notifications, subscribe I guess or else I guess proceed as you were and have a successful journey.