The King is Dead, Long Live the King

In 1977, Elvis Presley was found dead in his home in Graceland. Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen was named Best Single of the last 25 years in 1977. I was born in late 1977. My name means Little King. Somebody once told me that I would make a good Bohemian writer. Some coincidences cannot be ignored. Clearly the old king died to make way for a new one. It was written in the stars that I would be the next King, a Bohemian King, and I would write to change the world. Until now I have seen fit to shirk my Royal duties, and have avoided declaring myself Messiah, because I feared the responsibility of being a Bohemian Saviour, but it is becoming clear that the time is near when I will have to take up my typewriter and write my own Rhapsody for the good of Mankind. Soon I will have to take my place among History’s great Spiritual Leaders, and lead Mankind into a new Age of Prosperity. Soon you will hear my call, and you will listen, and you will follow, for I am your King.