Dear Lawd Gawd,
WTF is going on? I wanted an easy life. But y’all blessed unto moi a bunch of disabled humanz! I don’t like my assignment at the home front. I’m trying to hold my tongue around the elderly and place myself as the compassionate caretaker. But it’s not working!
Plus, the crazy bitch living next door to us had a couple, no, three episodes. During Friday around 1500 in the afternoon, Mom and I worked in the backyard and trimmed off excess layers of Dad’s lemon grass, which he removed from near the chain link fence facing the street.
Then we heard the crazy bitch dragging the San Jose recycling bins very noisily into the side ally way. We heard her mumbling under her breath. We finished our veggies in twenty minutes. The weather was cloudy and cool but not cold.
During Saturday, I had opened my bedroom window upstairs. The air was refreshing and cool. As I cleaned out more paperwork and placed those upstairs for Dad to shred, he reported to Mom and me that he heard the crazy bitch saying aloud “bow-legged” many times.
Mom and I suspected that she had another episode of “soom-poon”, which is a Filipino word meaning, frustration, or tantrums. In other words, anyone like her, including liberals and progressives, who cannot get what they want or get their way, they throw their temper tantrums.
That’s not fair to us. That’s another disturbance of peace. Those who are crazy in the head are disturbing the peace. And for whatever reason, I’m surrounded by cray-crays!
For example, prior to the ‘peace be with y’all’, Joy opened and closed both hands in the air and covered her face like an Islamic worshipper! I kept my composure stiff as a board but I couldn’t help but roll my eyeballs away to the left ceiling. She’s to my right and the conductor’s Mom is to my left.
Anyway, can I please take a failing grade in this lifetime and lemme move on with something worthwhile, like fun and entertainment? Actually, I wanna quiet place for reflection and contemplation. I wanna try connecting to the spiritual realm without all these noises and distraction.
I’m educating myself via articles online and through these messengers that I should “Love Thy Neighbors and Thine Enemies as Thyself” and that “Thou Shalt Not Judge Nor Pass Judgment Unto Others”.
I’m trying my darnest to realize that all these are illusory and that these challenges are but reflections of myself, my fears, and what I could have been had I not chosen a path of righteousness.
After awaking from my two-hour nap earlier this evening around 1900, my parents were sitting together in the living and watching a televised show: “Bhuthan: The Happiest Place on Earth” – Host and CNN anchor Bill Weir explores the South Asian country of Bhutan near the eastern edge of the Himalayas, considered by many to be the happiest place on earth and whether the modern world will slowly infiltrate its remote borders.”
I can see that these humanz are happy in front of the camera. I can see happiness on their faces. But behind the scenes, I wonder if they are truly happy, though some do express unhappiness with the political system.
I wonder if eventually any happy life will be infiltrated, just like mine, the old towns, and other historical events. Only time can tell and in the end we will meet each other.
With catnip happiness,
Evil Kitty
P.S. I wonder if America can model their happiness factor against the Bhutan lifestyle and return to nature by not building damns or eating meat.
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