From 7:30pm to 8:30pm, an evening mass was done and said. Five priests and one monseigneur were present. Twelve “volunteers” of 8 males and 4 females got their feet washed by the presiding priest. The choir sounded better with the choir mistress leading the way.
Rachel no longer has on her crooked glasses, thanks to the grand-daughter who hid it away. Both the child and mother are non-responsive robots with expressionless faces as Maw and Rachel finished exchanging brief words with each other.
After yesterday evening’s dinner, Maw and I were trying to exit out the side door. Suddenly from my right, the creepy Carlos scooted in between us! That man is noted to be creepy weird.
As per Ben long ago: “The place is full of crazy people”. Of course, I don’t doubt it because lots of people have horror stories from their life’s experiences and are more than likely to seek refuge among other crazy people, who pray for salvation from reality.
Last night Rachel was sitting to the left of Fred. She was seen looking heavenward with her hands folded in front of her. She prayed to the horror of the dark-skinned priest who was seated to her left and of my elderly twosome in front of her: “Rose! I’m taking good care of Fred for you!” You see, Fred is a recent widower to Rose. I’m sure Rachel likes Fred but Rachel is known to be creepy weird, just like her daughter and grand-daughter.
One time Rachel saw an image of some saint on top of either her refrigerator or washing machine long ago and Maw was present to hear the schizoid proclaim that vision. I believe her daughter might have seen something too, just like my auntie-in-law, Gloria of WHITE dog blood and her children Giant and John.
So I believe this is one of my many “purpose” in life as per a Vedic astrology report: To be star witness of crazies from all walks of life and fellow participant in the lives full of “visionaries”. Get it? Bahahaha!
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