Dear Clemeister,
Quit trying to strike me down/silence my noise with your conductor hand! I’ll sing so softly that it won’t matter if the choir doesn’t sound good. The choir is so empty!
I’ve lots to say about your choice in music. I like new music but not the difficult ones that older members can’t understand. It’s better when there are lots of professional singers, who can make the songs sound great.
I wanted the classic Filipino music in Kundiman style, but instead I got church songs from your Mom. Shall I also donate these binders, too? I don’t want them. It’s not my style.
I don’t even like going to church, to kneel, pray, or d say the rosary. I’ll scan what I can and return them to your Mom. I can’t speak Tagalog! Duh!
Anyway, the brutal audience has been complaining that they can’t meditate in silence or pray in peace. The singing is too noisy, too loud, too uncoordinated, and too boisterous! The mass during the children’s choir last Sunday had lots of noisy kids. The parishioners complained about the rowdy children.
We are already complaining about how our parish is getting too expensive. Although ours was one of two parishes that didn’t implement the Wine/Cup ministry, the brutal audience complained about “health and safety” from drinking the wine and sharing the cup.
Now, since you and your family, heck, most religious, though sincere, fanatics aren’t medically trained professionals, you don’t know the potential risk of contracting diseases! And with the Ebola production being staged for vaccines of the public and due the fact that Mom saw a black guy attend our mass two weeks ago during Sunday, I don’t want your cooties either!
That’s why I refuse to serve as Communion ministry. I don’t believe in using visual tools to make believe seem real! I don’t want to be contaminated! Actually, I make people sick. So it’s better if you wake up to the spiritual scam going on worldwide.
I noticed from our newsletter, on behalf of SV and as per the pre-printed mailing address from the list of participating donors, that there are too many religious organizations, and that they had their own websites! I didn’t even know there were lots of religious high schools on my area! Mom knew that our parish is wasting money on this publication, and on those ministry classes.
I noticed there were lots of people attending various meetings that Thursday night, by the way. That’s where the money is going, in the form of “education”. I knew this was a form of indoctrination, so that more parishioners will join the “faith” and become part of a family of donors for our church, only there’s no imposed 10% of income required. This is something Mom didn’t like, the recruiting of participants to fund outside our parish, especially the bishops, the diocese, and the retirements of those serving the “cloth”, or is that cloak?
We don’t agree that the pastor used the two-story house for his visiting family from the Philippines. He won’t last long with this Isaiah either as it’s important to cycle out each “freeloader”, so as to avoid conflict of interest, abuse of power, etc.
He is one of those guys who like to wear nice things, especially that ring on his middle right finger. We have to give up believing that these voice pieces of the Lawd Gawd deserve that much “bling” for fooling people into believe anyone will get into heaven or stay out of hell by being stewards.
It’s okay. One day we won’t be coming back. We won’t be attending morning mass. We prefer to sleep longer than force ourselves to bear witness to the crazy woman stalking us daily. There’s no justice on this hellish planet.
Oh, last Saturday I saw Ate Ising sitting alone on the back-most pew, front section, center aisle, of the Mother Mary side of the church. She was wearing a strange Kong-sleeved shirt with black and blue checker designed with white. It was a sad sight. Maybe, Cely’s gossip about her not attending this place got around to her. Bah!
With lots of hisses,
Evil Kitty
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