To the Boss:
Did you parents, especially, your Mom wanted you/your sister Maria to become a priest/nun? I don’t think you are that serene/sincere enough like Bro Vic, the son of Ate Viv. During my first AND last “Legion” meeting, I picked-up that he was modern enough to understand bullcrap and I understood his off-hand remark that the word of God was created by men! All four of us kids graduated from SJSU, by the way.
Just so you know, I’m NOT a religious fanatic! As a matter of fact, I’m still trying to overcome my dabbling with witchcraft and exposure to Satanism and its Masonic pals. As per Ate Viv and several others, my face is calm, relaxed, and youthful like a nun because I’ve been un/deremployed since 2007! But I’m so frustrated deep inside of me for such unfortunate circumstances!
So if y’all see me ALL the time at church, I’ve nowhere to go and nothing to do! I’m also trying to make peace with my inner demons. That’s why I emailed you that bit of introductory information about me “not having a life or children of my own” earlier this year when you were still new. You needed to know that I’m stuck at home ALL the time but IRONICALLY am kept VERY busy with errands and driving my parents to their doctor appointments.
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Anyway, as we emerged from the church after this morning’s mass, I caught a glimpse of Ate Con sitting in the passenger side of the white/creamy Toyota Avalon, took a pause, asked the twosome if that was her, knocked on the closed passenger side window, inquired if she will be attending daily mass at our local parish (now that she is retire), and found out that she will attend mass at St. Joseph Cathdral.
Ate Viv came out smiling at Mom to cut our brief morning greeting short. A few seconds later the Pampangueno henpeck and his Myrnagutan wifey intercepted the twosome again to chat en route toward the parking lot; while I left quickly to hop into my muscle car and wait for them.
When Ate Con greeted us while trying to get of out the car, we noticed that her mind is focused elsewhere, which is mostly on CHURCH-related activities! It’s truly sad that she, like so many emotionally-dependent humans, rely on God and church for their existence. Her vice grip on my hands is strong, like Nene and Yoh-Lee.
Although your mannerisms/behaviors have been giving me the creeps, I won’t entirely abandon y’all because you’re so nice to me. My goal was to change your minds about believing in this religious scam. It was my hope that y’all won’t suffer a meltdown when more truths are revealed by the church. So spread the word and wake up! Read more to learn more of what I mean…
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For example, a VERY tall, white-haired/balding, large/thick white guy sat on the fourth pew. He was to my right in the middle pew. He was wearing a yellow cotton shirt and pale slacks. When we exchanged “peace be with you”, I noticed the texture of his skin was rough and bumpy! His gaze wouldn’t meet mine!
Further, I kept boosting the place and noticed that he leaned forward with both arms on either side of the wooden pew to support himself as hung his head downward. I noticed that his left arm went up and waved automatically in the air during my prayerful boosts. He’s a reptoid, by they way. My local parish is truly pitiful.
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