What If…?: An MF Doom For All Seasons

(WATCHER’S VOICE) Time, Space, Reality. It’s more than a linear path, a prism of endless possibility, where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities creating alternate words from the ones you know. I am The Watcher, I am your guide to the vast new realities, follow me and ponder the question…What If MF DOOM never really left? (WIDE SHOT OF EARTH. QUICK ZOOM INTO NEW YORK CITY, STREET LEVEL. SWEEP AROUND INTO A SIDE ALLEY, INTO A METAL DOOR, DOWN INTO A BASEMENT) (WATCHERS VOICE) “His Name’s DOOM” I’m not generally a conspiracy type of observer, my race doesn’t need to be. I’m only here to warn us what the plan is. I’ve witnessed so many universes, scopes so so vast that coincidence is my morning cup of coffee, I use paradox to pick Armageddon out of my teeth. I think that Occam’s Razor is a good foundation from which to view the world. The easiest answer is usually the right answer, the Sun rises in the east, sets in the west, fire burns, and water is indeed wet. Except in that one universe where water burns like the twin suns of Tatooine. Generally, these types of universal laws are just immutable facts of existence. Your Earth is round, there are no lizard people in the center of the world, the moon landing wasn’t faked and of course, science is a thing that does indeed work. That said, MF DOOM isn’t dead, because DOOM never Dies. I know this sounds very, “Elvis is in the Baggage Claim section of the Cincinnati airport,” but he isn’t, not in this dimension of …