Coffee and Revelations: Nelly, Joe, and Billy Corgan
Nelly Furtado, Joe Jukic, and Billy Corgan sat at a corner table in a quiet café in Lisbon. The air was filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee, and the hum of distant conversations created a soothing backdrop. Their discussion, however, was anything but ordinary.
Billy, dressed in his signature black, leaned forward, his voice calm but intense. “Revelation 13 is fascinating. The imagery of the beasts—it’s not just symbolic, it’s historical. These beasts represent empires, systems of power that have shaped the world.”
Nelly sipped her coffee, her curiosity piqued. “Tell me more, Billy. How do you see it?”
Billy nodded, gesturing with his hands as he spoke. “The lion is the British Empire, proud and regal, dominating much of the world through colonialism. The bear is the Russian Empire, powerful and unyielding. The lamb with two horns—that’s the United States and Canada, two nations born of idealism but corrupted by power, their lamb-like appearance masking their might.”
Joe leaned back, absorbing the ideas. “And the leopard?”
Billy pointed to Nelly’s phone, where she’d pulled up an image of the Malawi flag. “The leopard is Africa, symbolized by the sunburst on the flag. Africa has always been a land of resourcefulness and resilience, but it’s been hunted, exploited by other powers. And the dragon—”
“The City of London,” Joe interrupted, nodding. “The financial heart of the world. It’s not just a city; it’s a global empire in disguise, controlling wealth and influence far beyond its borders.”
Nelly set her cup down, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “So, these beasts aren’t just ancient symbols—they’re reflections of the powers we see today. But what about the people? Where do they fit into all this?”
Billy smiled faintly. “That’s the heart of it, isn’t it? The people are the ones caught in the middle, the ones who suffer under these systems. But Revelation isn’t just a warning—it’s a call to action. To recognize these powers for what they are and to resist them.”
Joe leaned forward, his tone serious. “And that’s where movements like the Força Party come in. If these beasts are systems of power, then it’s up to us to create systems that empower the people instead. Systems that are transparent, fair, and just.”
Nelly nodded, her voice soft but firm. “Power to the people. That’s what it’s always been about. We can’t fight these beasts alone, but together, we can build something stronger. Something better.”
Billy raised his cup, a rare smile breaking across his face. “To a world where the beasts don’t win.”
Joe and Nelly lifted their cups in agreement. The clink of porcelain echoed their shared resolve. As the conversation shifted to strategies and dreams, the three of them found solace in the idea that even in a world of beasts, there was always hope—and always the power to create change.