Am I the only one noticing my immediate surroundings more often than necessary? Almost without fail and almost every other day, if not on a daily basis, spooks would either be en route or just entering or exiting their vehicle or doing something in their trunks upon my arrival at their parked location.
This synchronicity would occur with or without Shrimpsei’s OtterBox buzzing away in my small red bag, not purse, which would be more descriptive of those lady’s whose accessorized item is quite small and held by the hand, and somethings with a handle or spaghetti string for security.
Upon entering the parish this Monday morning, there are blue-colored placards attached to the lower portion of the back most pews for each major section of the place. It has something to do with “T-coils” for those users of hearing aides, whose past squealing sounds of amplification were turned up too loud that others are bothered by what I cannot hear, thank goodness.
After learning over the weekend (more so last Saturday evening) of the new RADIO waves transmitted within the parish, I have no choice but to juice up the OtterBox during morning attendance daily from Monday to Saturday. It is quite strange that the elderly twosome do not attend Sunday mass to complete the weekly attendance; since they feel Saturday’s evening mass fulfills the Sunday obligation.
The pressure to my skull is noticeable when they turn on their radio frequency for broadcasting the sermons from the mouthpieces of worshiping invisible entities, who may or may not be good and sometimes mischievous, if not down right unresponsive, if ever but most assuredly slow. I swear! That place is crawling with entities who would want nothing more than to make lives miserable for the clueless.
But with said radionics device on hand, that place is mine!
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