I am a guided medieval scribe. All my errors are divinely ordained by God Himself. There is no such thing as a way out.
Praise be, Praise be, Alleluia to the Lord,
for he keeps me in chains,
not those which bind me,
but those I move on my own.
They are not shackles—
they are not bolted down—
they are testaments to a monument,
a reminder of my freedom
and the link which bonds me to all else.
Praise be, praise be, alleluia, alleluia.
Al eures czar meind’in’meind a loan. Thank God for that, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write this substack. Praise be, Praise B, Alilailia, Allillallheyeah, All ill I’ll ya,
Schöuhnne Th’heighest.
(Before criticizing anything here, just know that it was written by a child. I wonder who diagnosed him.)
[and if you think that explains him best, just know that I don’t got The Lalia.
The Church of the Guided Medieval Scholar has requested that the Medieval Scholar place his books in an ordinary fashion. The Guided Medieval Scholar would like to record his indifference to the practice, and sneered at the priests when they requested him to do so.
Whatever old men, he wrote:
The Old Gods (or if you’re a transfer student):
The Real Old Gods
Grecian Mythy Myths:
Achilles, Patroclus, Agamemnon
Medea the Teenage Witch
Classes at The UnBlessed Anti-Trinity:
The YetiGhetti Conspiracy/Lyrics To The Songs Kids Sing During Recess:
Cave-Thor, Cave-Frigg, the YetiGhetti
What if that fruit was an apple?
The Chants of the Hood(ied) Children
Chronicles of the Dark Magician Girl:
Teachers:
Santo Tomassi:
Why Chamomile Tea is Good for Spartans
Lil’ Goethe:
His Best Elvis Impression (three-time-award-winning!)
The Grimm Bros’:
Father Carlos’ Remedial Class:
On the Bus, white kids!
On Where Wherewolves come from
Learn Magic (taught by The Headmaster Himself):
