With my blood still spiked from two large mugs of Starbuck’s Tribute coffee beans, I’m bored again! That’s right! I’m almost done with my Lenten Season project. MOST papers have been shredded, except the faded receipts and the main documents hiding inside a floppy, black bag meant for the devil himself: He shall reap what belongs to him — the souls of the damned.
Anyway, donations shall continue but slowly because most material junk contained in this house is “Made in China” and belong to the twosome. Besides my soul, mind and body, my only possessions are a paid-off car, this new computer and other electronic gadgets and anything inside my room, except for the furnishings. Everything else is but a memory, just like my hatred for TPTB and pals and the ungrateful family members and relative kinds.
My next “target” are the parakeet food container, toys and other junk that scares them. If only I could set all caged animals from the confines of the loving homes, pet stores and zoos, I’d be REALLY happy. If only I could stop humanity and pals from encroaching on everything else, I’d be HAPPIER. If only all these useless eye-candies can go away, I’m at peace.
Until then, I’m left to slowly remove everything in this house that I cannot carry in two suitcases, in case of evacuation or disasters. I went through ALL my drawers and I still cannot get rid of “non-essentials”. Some are still old childhood clothes. Some are old prescriptive eyeglasses. I see some are office supplies — staplers, letter openers, etc. There are still old “floppy disks” that I could throw away. But I need to destroy the media. Maybe a nice BBQ fire would do fine.
Perhaps, that is the way of the world — temporary. Everything must go and be recycled.
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