#brandon prophet

[dearly]

ANTIVIRAL (2012)

[verilyverily]

WARNING! THEY'RE REPORTING THAT THERE MAYBE ANOTHER FAKE ASSASSINATION ON TRUMP IN THE NEXT 48 HOURS

[literary-illuminati]

Book Review 69 – Prophet, Volume 2: Brothers by Brandon Graham (et al)

I’m at this point reading these as quick palate-cleansers between longer books. Which is probably a terrible idea, both because I’m sure forgetting all manner of plot-critical details between volumes, and also because this series is so goddamn weird it’s the literary equivalent of having a spoonful of cinnamon between courses. But eh, reading the volumes in a row would both rapidly exceed my patience and also feel far too much like cheating to get my reading challenge counter up higher.

The story continues on from Volume 1, mostly but not entirely following ‘Old Man’ Prophet, a truly ancient superhuman soldier as he goes around the galaxy collecting a ragtag band of misfit allies and trying to organize a resistance to the reborn Terran Empire and its legions of other non-defective Prophets preparing to restore it to its ancient glory. The individual stories within that are pretty episodic, contained within each individual issue – all fairly minimalist and simple to fit within that constraint.

The style of story-telling is honestly the most striking thing about this whole series to me. Everything is very...zoomed out? Mostly, it’s an omniscient voice narrating the events occurring and how the protagonists feel about and react to them, with only comparatively few snapshots of actual dialogue or character beats occurring ‘on screen’. The result feels like a whole book of ‘previously on’ segments, as much as anything – it might be entirely normal in comics, but the few (very strange) ones I’ve really gotten into before this don’t do anything similar.

The art remains wonderfully bizarre – though it often gets to the point where I have difficulty actually parsing the action and whose doing what, which is a real issue in such an incredibly visual series. Still, by far the biggest selling point here is all the weird and wild aliens and gonzo worldbuilding that’s just thrown into the background and namedropped like it belongs there with zero exposition about how anything works beyond what’s absolutely necessary for the plot.

Speaking of visuals, I would like to take a moment to properly appreciate the fact that the Old Man’s dead love who he reminiscences about constantly was a lizard alien and they did not give her breasts (or make her particularly humanlike at all, really). Female alien character design in comic books is a low, low bar but crossing it with flying colors here.

Compared to volume one the story here’s much more conventional – more or less following one protagonist on a mission that’s either archetypal or generic depending on how nice you’re feeling, collecting a quirky and sympathetic supporting cast as he goes. My perspective is probably biased by the fact that the friend who lent me these also said that they technically take place in the far future of one established superhero universe or another, but you can kind of see the trappings of the genre starting to peak through here and there? Not necessarily a bad thing, but this definitely read like what you imagine a comic book to be than the last one.

[bizarrobrain]

[swampflix]

Podcast #232: Starlet (2012) & 2025's Best Director Nominees

Welcome to Episode #232 of The Swampflix Podcast. For this episode, Brandon, James, Britnee, and Hanna discuss the earlier works of this year’s Best Director Oscar nominees, starting with Sean Baker’s porn-industry buddy comedy Starlet (2012). 00:00 Apology/Goo05:03 Kinda Pregnant (2025)10:19 The Vietnam War (2017)14:17 The Sweet Smell of Success (1957)18:35 Rats! (2025) 23:39 Starlet…

[jribera777]

Brandon Biggs is a lying, false prophet.

[brucedinsman]

Daily Service: We have work to do Christian

Name(required) Email(required) Website Message Submit Δ I had this thought driving around in the rain and listening to Christian music. Let me see if I can tell you what God is telling me:  My job as a Christian is to represent Christ both in my church body and I the neighborhoods around me.  I want you to understand that GOD IS LOVE. Jesus did not judge you but offered his open arms.  Try…

[purplebass]

2024 books - the final empire (mistborn #1) by brandon sanderson I’m a thief, not a prophet. Sometimes, we just have to be what the job requires.

[visenyaism]

my great bastard oc is rhea royce, and just like her namesake, she lives to make daemon miserable

her mother is jyana manderly, widow to lord royce, who comes to King's Landing to deal with a tax issue. she leaves with the issue solved, and nine months later has a daughter, rhea royce, who she claims as her husband's, despite him being dead. everyone knows it's a lie and accepts it anyway.

Jyana's adult sons are both married. her younger son Hugh already has a daughter named Rhea Royce. Jyana ignores this and does what she wants, a trait she passes onto her daughter. her reasoning? this child is the daughter of Aegon Targaryen, fourth of his name, and she thinks it'll be really funny if a Targaryen is named Rhea after all that happened with the Rogue Prince and his Royce wife. also, Hugh was rude about her pregnancy and she thinks he deserves it.

Jyana mainly abandons her daughter to the care of her eldest son, Brandon, while she goes to stay with her mother. Jyana's mother, Tayara Reed, went back to Greywater Watch after her husband died. Brandon raises Rhea along with his children. Hugh does not like this but nobody cares, not even his wife, who finds Rhea weird but interesting. Rhea is also vaguely prophetic sometimes.

seven years later, there is another issue that requires the Royces to go to court. this time, Jyana and Rhea go. Rhea winds up having a prophetic episode in front of court, which is proven true the next day. Aegon IV recognizes Rhea's facial features as Targaryen, pays someone else to do the math, and declares Rhea as his bastard daughter.

Rhea makes several other prophetic statements while at court, and Aegon requests her services as a cupbearer. he and the Royces work out a timeshare agreement between the Red Keep and Runestone. Rhea's job is to sit next to Aegon and give him advice. No one is pleased to see the king making policy decisions based on the hallucinations of an eight year old, but such is life in this court. on her advice, Aegon overhauls half of his small council, does not start multiple wars, and starts several ludicrous fashion trends. Rhea also convinces Aegon to marry off Daemon.

about one in ten of Rhea's prophecies are genuine, and those are mainly used to annoy Bloodraven. the rest are split between her furthering her extended family's interests, personal gain, or something that's really amusing. mostly things work out, and Aegon is impressed enough to let her continue.

Shiera Seastar thinks that she's funny up until Aegon dies. Bloodraven and Rhea are mortal enemies, and she keeps making unsettling statements about his future that he doesn't like. Daeron thinks she's weird and hates her influence on his dad. Daenerys likes Rhea because all of Rhea's predictions about her are positive, Rhea's predictions about their creepy half-brother Daemon are negative, and Rhea will do complicated braids in Daenerys' hair. Daemon wants Rhea as a counter to Bloodraven's spy network and is unaware of how much she enjoys hating him. Aegor also thinks she's weird.

eventually, Rhea disappears, only to resurface at Aegon IV's funeral, tell Daemon that he'd succeed at taking the throne if he tried, calls Shiera a Hightower, and dips again. she's actually been a frequent guest at Greywater Watch and Runestone for a while, but nobody's telling the Targaryens that. Bloodraven knows, but every time he tries to tell someone, he gets a letter in the mail that has uncanny information about his personal life and decides to stay out of it.

Eventually, one of Daemon's allies finds Rhea in Essos, and asks for her help in the war, the war that she started. Rhea says no. her family side with Daeron but offer minimal support, all except Hugh. Hugh goes 100% in the war. Hugh attempts to personally duel Aegor but dies before he can get anywhere close. Meanwhile, Rhea is chilling. She has two kids with her husband and neither are blond. She goes on vacation to a nice beach while her half-siblings are fighting. She gets rich off of the stock market, and is totally not relying on prophecy to do it. She sends ravens to both sides of the war, implying that she is working for their enemy. Both believe her and both are wrong. After the war, she frequently shows up and terrorizes her family before leaving on vacation again.

after Rhea's death in a twenty-carriage-pileup in the middle of a riot that she started, Bloodraven gets frequent letters giving the date, his location, and the next five sentences people will say to him. The last one he recieves informs him in great detail of exactly how the rest of his life will be spent and how uncomfortable he'll be, right before he goes across the wall.

I am in love with this entire concept like delusional advisor with a spire name making up prophecies to start shit for her own entertainment. Aegon has to know this. It’s so beautiful. Also “bastardy timeline accountant” being an official court position is fucking sending me. Aegon would.

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

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[literary-illuminati]

Book Review 66 – Prophet, Volume 1: Remission by Brandon Graham (et al)

I am not, generally a big comics reader – like, I’m fairly sure you can count the number of comics I’ve read any real amount of on one hand, and exactly one of those was capefic/part of a shared universe – and that’s only one of several reasons why this isn’t a series I’m likely to have picke up on my own. But a good friend has relentlessly bullied me into trying it (up to and including physically shoving the entire run into my hands) and the alternative is pacifying him by reading more Malazan, so I’m giving this a try and approaching it with an open mind.

The book opens in the unimaginably distant future, on an earth where humanity and all its works seems less erased and more just forgotten, the ruins and wastes settled by a whole variety of different alien species. In this, an ancient crypod hisses open and John Prophet, vaguely superhuman soldier of the old Earth Empire, awakens with an itch in his brain urging him across the world towards the mission he was called upon to complete.

The first half of the volume is John’s adventures across the alien earth on his way to receive his mission and then complete it. Once he has, and the old Empire begins to awaken, things get weird – old Earth was really big into cloning and gene-editing, apparently, and there’s a lot of very variably recognizable other Johns buried and frozen across the Galaxy; the story takes some time to jump between a few of them and the worlds or spacecraft or artificial megastructures they find themselves on.

This is a very visual comic, significantly moreso than the others I’ve read – dialogue is sparse to nonexistent, with the detached narration providing the vast majority of the text in every issue so far. Which makes the overwhelming appeal of this visual – do you like looking at weird acid-trip aliens and sci fi vistas and lots of richly coloured violence and action with the bare minimum of text to make the narrative cohere? Then you will unironically adore this.

The later chapters are what start leaning into the actual plot of the series – John is either the original or a now-uniquely high caste clone, and was involved in the civil war that ruined the old empire on account of having or developing a conscience, I think, and with him having woken up the empire this will presumably be pretty key going forward. Despite that, I found myself enjoying the first few episodic chapters of him journeying across Earth rather more. The Jack Vance/Sword&Planet sci fi adventure is a genre I basically haven’t seen since my reading material expanded past the bookshelf my dad had in the basement as a child, so reading through them was oddly nostalgic. The tension between John wanting to get in trouble and help people and be a hero and the programming in his head pushing him to focus solely on The Mission could be a fun dynamic, too. Honestly slightly dissapointed they didn’t drag it out longer.

Anyway these things are incredibly bite-sized for something Goodreads classifies as a whole book, so it’s not like this was much of a time commitment. Which is good, because I’ve got four more to go.

[reality-detective]

TERROR PREDICTION: Prophecy of More Than a Thousand Terrorists Targeting Over 10 US Cities!

The countdown to Donald Trump’s historic return as the 47th president of the United States on January 20, 2025 is under siege with a chilling prophecy. Brandon Biggs, famed for his unnervingly accurate foresight of a past assassination attempt on Trump, warns of an unprecedented, multi-city terrorist attack targeting the inauguration and beyond.

Biggs’ vision details coordinated bombings using unassuming vehicles like trucks laden with explosives, hidden in underground garages, waiting to unleash chaos on the most pivotal day in modern American history. His warnings go beyond speculation, drawing from a track record that’s silenced skeptics before.

“Unstoppable Chaos: A Chilling Warning”

The attack, Biggs claims, is designed to shake the very core of American democracy. Trucks parked where no one would suspect, poised to turn celebrations into carnage. Fertilizer bombs, precision-timed detonations—this isn’t an isolated event but a synchronized strike on freedom itself.

Biggs insists these warnings are not mere speculation. Supporters see him as a modern prophet, a patriot risking everything to expose hidden threats. Critics, however, dismiss him as a fearmonger. But his previous accurate predictions leave no room for complacency.

A Nation at a Crossroads

Trump’s return marks a battle for the heart of the nation. His supporters see it as the ultimate revival of American greatness, while opponents rally against him with equal fervor. The stakes couldn’t be higher, with massive crowds expected in Washington, D.C., and tensions running sky-high.

Behind the scenes, heightened security measures are in place. Sources close to Trump confirm additional layers of protection to counter the potential for disaster. Homeland Security urges vigilance, urging citizens to report any suspicious activity immediately.

But even with advanced surveillance, bomb-sniffing dogs, and reinforced checkpoints, the scale of Biggs’ prophecy demands unprecedented vigilance. The imagery is haunting: coordinated teams, hidden weapons, a day of celebration transformed into unimaginable devastation.

January 20, 2025: Triumph or Tragedy?

This inauguration isn’t just about a president. It’s about the survival of America’s ideals. Biggs’ warning isn’t just a prophecy—it’s a rallying cry. The question is, will America rise to defend its legacy, or will it fall prey to the shadows lurking within?

The storm is brewing. ���️🌊

Stay vigilant. 🛡️⚔️

Everything is at stake. 🌎 💫

REMEMBER‼️

We were warned about "The Storm"

And 👇

Seriously... What Biggs describes sure sounds like the 17 city 1 event scenario 👇

"IF" this False Flag is what is coming?

People are not ready for what they are gonna experience... It's NOT going to be pretty. 🤔

[semperintrepida]

What I encounter in workshops and drafts and sometimes even in published pages is a cooly objective first-person narration, stories and novels told from an I lacking both explanatory power and the impulse toward explication itself. The deracinated I is a filmic projection, dancing on cinema’s halogenic glow, but lacking the charisma and poetic force of cinema qua cinema. The first-person narrator without interiority, subtext, and indeed the very capacity for thought or judgement is the purest expression of the passivity that organizes much of contemporary life. This passivity extends from the realm of the aesthetic into the realms of the personal and the political. We have a generation of writers who have watched more movies, television, and footage of human life than they have experienced of that life firsthand. Even their understanding and experience of their own inner lives originates in skits, memes, and video essays. They have no philosophers or prophets. They have YouTubers and influencers, and in this shallow, highly processed and highly mediated experience of consciousness, there is no thought. Merely the telepathic beaming of image from the screen to the interior of the person’s mind.

—Brandon Taylor, "against casting tape fiction"

[victoriadallonfan]

I don't agree with a lot of Sanderson's politics - and they aren't, in fact, based in Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints doctrine, but rather Utah culture - but it also makes me pretty uncomfortable to hear you badmouthing the church I'm part of?

I badmouth religious organizations in general, Catholic Church included (in which I was raised) because they tend to be overwhelmingly corrupt and abusive towards their own church members (and especially towards people outside of them)

Mormonism in particular is especially bad for how being part of the church requires “tithings” from paychecks plus their treatment of women, minorities, and even men in ways that are almost so explicitly manipulative and cultish that it feels like it comes out of parody.

(For example, I simply declared, “I am no longer catholic” and that was it. Done. You cannot generally do the same in LDS without incredible backlash and slander by its members)

And it’s very obvious when it shows up in fictional books by a lot of Mormon writers, because it’s so conservative that it’s a step or two behind the times.

It’s not as bad as Westeros Westboro Baptist Church or Scientology, but that’s not a high bar to clear.

If your time in the church was different, I’m happy for you, because it means you likely avoided the worst parts of their abuse.

Still, if you have the time, I’d suggest watching these videos (in no particular order):

Why I Left Mormonism - Video covering the creation of the channel “Cults to Consciousness” and her abusive home life under the church

The BITE Model - Simple PowerPoint explaining the reoccurring factors of cults

Ex-Mormon Cast Reacts to Mormon Debates -Cast of ex-Mormon members react to a Mormon debate and highlight various lies and falsehoods presented, as well talk about teachings/history Mormon Church does not want revealed publicly

How the Mormon Church ‘Help Line’ Hid Child Abuse - Exactly what it says. Survivors speak out and the church has done nothing for them or worse.

If you don’t want to watch these videos, if you can’t stomach the testimonies, ask yourself and others these questions:

- How often are you allowed to preach about Heavenly Mother?

- How often do you see women in power within the church, as in, deciding doctrine and not just playing piano or making food for the men?

- How often do you see minorities in power within the church, as in, deciding doctrine or being treated as a token?

- How often does your church talk about the incredibly high suicide rates for children and how it’s associated with its practices?

- How come when a racist, anti-Semitic, misogynistic etc Prophet speaks its “the word of God” and doctrine, but then another Prophet can simply claim it was mere “policy”. Was ‘God’ lying to the prophets? Were the prophets lying about God? How can you trust what is their words and what is God?

- How come the church hid $30 Billion dollars from the public and even its own lower members?

- How come the founder lied about what was on the Egyptian papyrus, claiming it was a translation from God, but people who can actually read Egyptian pointed out he was lying?

- How come you get treated differently for asking these supposedly easy to answer questions?

I do not go after Brandon or you because you happen to be religious. I think belief in a higher power is one’s own choice and prerogative.

I instead care far more about the religious system that is using well-intended people like pawns for goals that pretty much boil down to money and power.

[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

prev post inspired by reading brandon taylor's filthy animals, which is, like, fine i guess, which is kind of simultaneously not surprising bc i've never read a collection of allegedly well observed stories focused on the minutiae of human interaction that i actually liked and also disappointing because i like his writing in his newsletter so much lol. (and to be fair i also really liked his story "prophets" which is not in the collection.) and actually for the most part the dialogue feels more or less human which stood out to me because of how much i fuckin hated severance (novel, not currently buzzy apple TV show i have also complained about lmao). but then you get an exchange like this:

"I do like him," Sophie said after a moment, and it startled Charles.

"How? You don't know him. I don't know him."

"There's something good and wounded about him. Like you."

and it just instantly pings my bullshit-dar. i'm like, she would not fucking say that, where "she" is "any human ever to live, ever." and for whatever reason when it comes to this kind of thing (literary short stories invested in the minutiae of human interaction) my instinct is then to be like, well i guess i am a dummy. i guess i am being stupid and unfair to read this and be like, girl what? and maybe i am, i don't know. maybe when on the next page charles says "So I cleaned it, swept the glass, you know? And it was the weirdest thing. I don't think I've ever seen a person more exposed." i am also being stupid to be like, you've never seen a what? what? who talks like this? i don't know. a lot of people love this writing, according to goodreads, which as we all know is an unfiltered and objective accounting of human opinion. maybe lots of people talk like this and i just happen not to know any of them. or maybe, again, i'm totally missing the point of literary fiction and there's some kind of reason i'm just not sophisticated enough to understand for why you would write texts as naturalistically as "u there?" and also have this emotionally repressed dancer say "i don't think i've ever seen a person more exposed" like that is a normal, not weird thing to say, a thing that would just come out of your mouth naturally. like obviously i am not so stupid as to believe literary dialogue ever actually is "naturalistic" or should be... but perhaps i am barking up the wrong tree if i want it to convincing? if i want my disbelief to be suspended?

(tw in the next paragraph for suicide & ED stuff discussed in the book)

the thing that compelled me to post mid-book comes from a story later on that also concerns these characters (sophie, charles, and lionel, who is the "him" they have met the previous night and that charles has slept with and sophie is... befriending? ish?) lionel is the POV character in the first story, and i liked that one actually partly because it's about a guy trying to have a normal time at a campus party at the school where he is proctoring while on leave of absence which he has been taking since his suicide attempt last year. none of these exact biographical particulars apply to me but the general vibe has some overlap with my college years for sure lol and so i was like, well true. anyway. so in a later story we're back with lionel and sophie is like, are you with someone, and he said no, god no, and she asks why not, and he............. rolls up his sleeve to show his suicide attempt scars? and she asks what happened and he tells her, and then he gives this little monologue essentially describing what it's like to be depressed which is fine and they talk about that and his recent self-hospitalization, and then she's like... ok i'm actually going to type this one out too:

"My parents died. And then my sister, a few years ago, died. Overdose. And sometimes, I think, Fuck. Enough. Or sometimes, it's like, Why not make it a full set?"

"Yeah," he said.

"I used to purge. Everybody thinks it's about being skinny and being light for ballet. They think it's to look a certain way. But I think most of us purge because of the control. Like, there's a moment when you go from feeling full and awful to feeling clean and clear and bright. There's just a moment, right before you get it all out, before you're burning up and convulsing, when you feel something go ping and you know it'll be all right. Thats what it's about. That little ping of clarity. Anyway, I used to purge. When I lived with my grandma. All the other girls in ballet did, too. It's not special or anything, but I did. And then I got these awful ulcers. And I couldn't dance because I had no energy and my vision started to get weird? I felt like my body was betraying me."

Lionel sat up then. Sophie's thumb traced his knuckles.

"Then my sister died, and I thought, I can keep doing this or I can try to fucking live. Really live. Dance is awful, don't get me wrong--if your foot is too big or your shoulder doesn't bend a certain way. There are fewer than zero jobs. And everyone is on coke or a serial rapist. But when I'm dancing, sometimes, I feel that little ping. I know where I am in the world. I can feel myself. And, like, yeah, my technique is not classical. Come on. I learned to dance in Arkansas. But as long as I can dance, I'll be okay. I don't need ABT. Or Royal Ballet or anything. I just want to dance for as long as I can."

"It's your something," Lionel said.

"Everybody deserves a something, right?"

Lionel nodded, and Sophie blotted the corners of her eyes with a sleeve.

and i........ uh.............. fucking hated this lol??? i fucking hated this entire scene. like it really activated my "oh fuck OFF" instinct." and i hated it in a way that felt unusual and unexpected because i think of my problem with literary fiction, when i have a problem with literary fiction, is that it is too, like, withholding or afraid of emotion or afraid of seeming sentimental or whatever, but this..... is....... fucking sentimental. this feels really actually quite fucking cheap to me? i DON'T UNDERSTAND why this collection of short stories is giving me an EATING DISORDERS 101 POST FROM HEALTHLINE.COM???? like i... ok. not everyone in the world has spent as many hours of their lives reading about eating disorders as i have "lol." but this literally feels like Very Special Episode dialogue. including the part where the connection between these two people feels too easy. which, again, up this point i was like, well this is just a mode of developing relationships i don't understand because of my intellectual deficiencies... but now i'm like, actually maybe it's just bullshit, because this degrassi ass monologue is bullshit. the scars thing, also bullshit - bullshit in a specific way i found irritating because, lmao, back when i was drafting a certain wildly self-indulgent fanfiction of mine, there was a period of time in which i entertained the concept of a character dropping the same kind of reveal with the same scar-revealing gesture, and then i opted not to do that, because i was like, "on reflection, this feels like a bullshit." like this feels stupid! it feels actually stupid! hollow and melodramatic and unearned! not, like, not to my taste or too sophisticated for me to get or too subtle for me (an idiot) to be into... and actually not even just "not that good." like this is actively bad, to me. maudlin! distasteful! cliché! cheap!!!

anyway. idk. i guess i was just startled by this because it seemed so obviously self-indulgent and unserious that i was really unprepared to find it in a book by, like, a serious author, that people take seriously. i want there to be a lesson here but i'm not sure that there is one except maybe that i gotta get more comfortable with embracing being a hater even if i'm worried it will make me look dumb. but, like, having a character say out loud, in dialogue, "i know everybody thinks it's about being skinny, but it's actually about control," in a book published in 2021? flowers for spring... groundbreaking....

[renarines]

why does it feel like Brandon read your fic. Like it’s so accurate, you hit the nail on the head. How does it feel like to be right.

this made my morning im giggling so hard

ITS SO FUNNY TO ME like the whole “rlainarin have a shared vision that in some way indicates they’ll get together” is a common rlainarin trope i feel but the fact that the scene literally takes place in between rows of specifically lavis rockbuds its. its so hilarious . i’m a prophet ????

(the fic for those curious)