The domain end is near, says Father Domainicus.
Greetings and salutations, my beloved brothers and sisters in domaining – this is Father Domainicus on a rainy day here in Florida.
A lot of New Yorkers have been arriving to the friendly Sunshine State in recent days. The Coronavirus pandemic is ousting those poor souls and where else to go to, when Florida has the all sunshine?
Alas, Florida is no safer; as many a spring break brah knows, the Coronavirus is targeting the stupid with extreme intensity.
Want to party hard with 500 other brahs and drink a lot of second tier booze on bug infested South Florida beaches? Might as well lick the sputum off a New York hospital floor.
My domainer children, our Domain Lord is observing all of this and he has been saying it all along, in Domainclessiastes 3:60.
“Let no young man or woman approach each other less than six cubits of distance, or the sky shall become dark and it shall rain down droplets of bat blood, and the houses shall be marked with it, and the animals shall be infested.”
What a remarkable prophecy!
It is quite clear that we are commanded to remain at our homes, and not perform any kind of social interaction or engage in any type of carnal fornication. Our Domain Church will survive this and I promise you that 2021 will be the best year ever.
Until then, I leave you with a virtual hug and an air kiss on both cheeks. Please watch this video.
~Father Domainicus.
