I’ve completed reading that alpha and omega story and how God valued us learning “nothing.” There is little else to share tonight except that lots of wispy clouds, or sylphs, have been gracious to show up above and around my neighborhood.
While all three of us were putting up the X-mass lights on the front porch and on the rose bushes, I’ve taken pictures of our blessed sylphs. They were so wispy that anyone on ground level should have noticed, especially the noisy cars that would drive up and down my road. I’ve taken two pictures of suspicious looking cars that looked lost. One was a black Ford Mustang; the other was a white Mercedes-Benz without a license plate.
The trail clouds formed but did not stick in our beautiful blue skies. One trail cloud form southeast and made a hook design. Then later another trail cloud appeared only with several gaps in the trail clouds after I stared down the object to stop its activity. Some trail clouds appeared in the morning but stopped by the afternoon.
Evening clouds of puffiness appeared as the blue lights from Westfield mall and the ranch lighted the evening skies. We ate our dinner and cleaned up nicely. The garbage was thrown by ‘Shiva-Paw’ for tomorrow’s pick-up, which is usually around Friday but has been scheduled for Saturday instead due to the Thanksgiving holiday.
I’ve offered to cut ‘Kali-Maw’s hair after dinner, I struggled a bit and felt my left hand cramp from holding the sections of hair steady for even cuts. I used my imagination by feeling where I should make the next cut. I’ve cleaned up with the walis, or broom, and then followed-up with the vacuum cleaner.
The tools were cleaned and stored away. ‘Kali-Maw’ and Shiva-Paw’ took their showers while I washed the clothes; browsed online and read my articles. I am feeling sleepy now. I am angry at the fat ass. Hate is the word to describe the system, their god, and their deceptions. There is no peace for me. Forgiveness is impossible at this point.
Their time is up and they should pay other before and after me. Love is not a factor in this case. Their efforts are lost causes to me. I have had my cellphone on the whole day, expecting the fat ass to call me as he told me on Wednesday. I had been disappointed again because the ‘night’ has fallen without any word.
Their lies will be their undoing and whatever comes my way is nothing. There is nothing. Nothing is the truth because that currency is an illusion. None belongs to me except. If karma does exist in the realm of love, then I have nothing. But I’ll lighten up with my usual dose of humor and laugh my way to nothing as before.
P.S. I have chosen to be alone. The concept is less complicated. If I fall, that is my own doing. If I rise, I am loved. Nothing but true love and light exist, no matter what happens.
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