1455. I was touched during the third verse to “Lamb of God”. I was still negotiating with Kali until I lost “sight” and connection with Kali and in its horrible place was the beautiful consort of Shiva.
1433. I was touched during the “Prayer of the Faithful”. Let us pray to the Lord. First Korean. Second Vietnamese. Third Filipino. Fourth yah yah black. Fifth black. Sixth Japanese. At this point and until 1455, I was connecting with strong images of Kali. I offered it those who dare took away and enjoyed its sacrifices improperly.
Anyway, this morning for breakfast, the Fuji apples tasted sweet and the coffee also tasted good. The weather was amazingly pleasant. The noontime mass was comfortable with the cool breeze blowing into the hall and beautiful voices of the children. My God! Their voices were blended and synced.
So for whatever it was worth the alleged doom and gloom pornography surrounding 9/23/15 turned out to be a blessed day after all! The handsome dude was correct: end time rapture is so outmoded. Mom and I cooked the whole day, like yesterday, and every day. Sheesh.
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