Month: November 2006

Raining in my area. 09:02AM 11/11. Lots of fluffy clouds. Sunset. 03:55PM 11/11. Lots of sleep the whole day too. Baptist knocked on our door:WTF! Keep those Mormons and Jehovah Witnesses away, 2!

I hate to say this but I am adamantly opposed to people knocking at our door to discuss their stupid passages from their stupid Bible. We were having breakfast that morning and we heard the doorbell ring.

My mother knew right away that these were religious folks. I have nothing against these people but wholeheartedly wish they wake up and stop looking for answers via the pages of outdated data that may have been re-written by old farts for their times and purposes.

So my mother peeped out the window, opened the door, heard them present themselves and kindly refused their efforts in her best manners as possible. I then got up and peeped out the window myself and saw they were elderly Filipino couple.

I thought they were Jehovah Witnesses or Mormons’ but neither showed up recently. I remember slamming the door into the faces of two older Filipino’ guys who where from the Jehovah Witnesses group.

The Jehovah Witnesses people got our home address from a Dorothy M., who used to be the seven year long girlfriend of my fourth cousin, Robber F. The sister of Jennifer M. happens to be the hyperactive Dorothy M. with buck teeth, of course.

The last time I saw that buck teeth was outside the front entrance at our local 99 Ranch Market. She was in crutches from having her bunions surgically removed. I didn’t care. She talked about former high school ‘friends’ and found out that the three children of Bernie V. were forced to be competitive models and they were snotty too.

We approached the car where her mother was sitting.  I didn’t like the looks of the mother who didn’t seem interested in talking with us. The mother of Dorothy M. asked us to provide our address and her mother provided a scratch paper for me to write the data.

We said our goodbyes and left. I once again with my behavior screamed outside the car window saying, ‘We’re already on the list’. That meant I really don’t want to be bother by those Jehovah Witnesses who for the most part have come to America via their religion affiliations.

The Morons are assumed to have been directed to our home address as well. Now the Baptist is next because this co-worker by the name of Leoni R. happens to be a Baptist; while Randy S. is also another religious fruit cake.

I noticed (as expressed in my previous blogs) that fruit-cakes or nut-balls who have hit rock bottom use their Bible as a means to escape their torments. I know because I’ve seen this happen. They seem nice in front of their friends but tend to mistreat their own kin folks.

So my purpose in this blog is to show how stupid religious folks can be when they need to justify their existence. I cannot believe they would use this Bible to justify why they need to convert me to believe anything more than the Truth – God is everywhere, Theta and a love frequency.

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Sunday November 12, 2006 – 09:37am (PST) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

Twice the ‘pi’ with constant ‘K’ to pick as the eleventh number, 2. Noone 2B ‘lef[t] in da’ dark when y’all could ‘fly in2’ the light. Lots of clear blue skies today! 11/8 10:10PM

Yesterday was nice and sunny with lots of high wind. Today was a sunny day too. I caught lots of hot air blowing from my supervisor while both of us were talking after work; on the first level of the parking garage of the handicapped lot and near a parked white car with lots of red colored berry stains on the trunk.

She told me the boy wanted to speak with her; so their appointment was set for today at 12:30PM. She seemed to want my feedback. Of course, all I could do was shiver while my back was turned against the wind. Co-workers walked by and the first batch went upstairs and laughed their black bottoms off loudly.

I told her to find out what the ‘pluck’ was the boy’s problem, if he wants to any combination of cash application and research and if he is doing at least 50% of the work. She seemed confident to let the boy go but I should have challenged her on what’s the hold up. But I couldn’t think fast and she continued ranting.

I don’t trust either one and don’t care to be close friends with these Pinoys. They speak their language well and I don’t care to be around any of my own kind. My purpose is to do my time in that rathole and leave soon. There is too many ‘spit’ load of gossip that I am not aware. If I do decide to report and intimidation, my work is the first place to look.

My blast has been edited and been trying to figure out if people understand my cryptic messages. People tend to believe their current truths and stay comfortable in their chosen boxes. One could see what box they choose from their ‘looks’ – hair, clothing, makeup and everything else.

I read more articles and get more confused. But I don’t care what other’s think. They all suck. I say, ‘Ef! Ew! All!’ Everyone is perfect. Everyone is god. Everyone better stop mentioning the ‘Babel’ because there are many other truths out there to compare. I hate you all, too.

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