Dear Lawd Gawd,
I know you are high and Almighty. I know one of your “people” by the name of Saul serves as a constant reminder that we are One with God and that God is Good, too. I know because I ranted him out.
Thus, everyone accepting the concept of Singularity is all good.
As for those being of the opposite, those with short fuses, remind us that we shouldn’t gloat over the luck of not being “them”.
In my many unrecorded thoughts, I barely recall how you’ve created creatures with many toes and fingers, not one, but all the way up to six, as on those fallen angels, Nephilims, or aliens.
Now, spiders have eight legs and that’s nice. After seeing this rare morning’s fog stick around until noontime, I can’t help but wonder if the three-inched brown spider was a Native spirit folk saying thanks for showing it mercy.
At four o’clock in the morning, Mom found it in the corner of her room, where her sacred wooden shrine/shelf displayed the statues of the Blessed Virgin Mary Mother and her Saint Joseph spouse holding the Baby Jesus.
This synchronicity occurred immediately after being awakened to use the toilet! I then drank my full glass of water and used it as a capturing device. Mom’s prayer card for Physical Healing was used to secure the top and the spider safely inside the glass.
I let it go into the backyard with a single jerk action of my left hand holding the glass. But because the streetlights were too dim, I wasn’t sure and verified it was gone later on.
Anyway, the weather was very nice and I thank you. Unfortunately, Mutha Fucka was having her episodes of hurt feelings. I know this was the effects of my dissatisfaction on her bad behavior and yesterday’s full moon. Everyday she rags on her husband, who has problems understanding, now that he’s old and dying.
I don’t appreciate her tests on my resolve. She’s intentionally trying to get me to get along with the old fart. She’s also trying to tell me she’s dying by observing if I’ll cook and clean like her. Hell no! Great. Now, I’ve got two stubborn, old nutters to handle. WTF?
Thanks for this distracting illusion. I expect these outmoded diversions to cease and desist. I’m no longer wish to participate in this dream and want to wake up and fly around in heaven or whatever the hell y’all do up there for fun!
With lots of hisses,
Evil Kitty
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