20221015-1534. Just finished lunch of deep fried chicken over steamed rice. pumpkin spice bisque soup and salad.
My elderly father wanted me to cut his hair after two weeks, assuming that he could attend mass on Sunday tomorrow.
He wants to go back because he has nothing to do and COVID and its mask restrictions have all but gone away. He kept emphasizing that all we do is eat, sleep, and poop.
The idiot does NOT understand I have my reasons, too: I am NOT a confirmed Catholic and therefore I can be a Protestant and FreeMason, too.
I do NOT wish to breathe the air of these vaccinated sinners. I will be the only parishioner NOT taking the Host/Eucharist. I will show my stinky face against the choir conductor/leader, the priest/deacons, and anyone else who allowed the psycho STILL living NextDoor to mess up my terroritory! See?
Why? Because I’m being used like a free monkey wrench when there is no organist whose other last name belongs our favorite daily messenger, just like our painter who painted our house TWICE.
I cannot say “no” and keep agreeing without thinking that I’m being used like a slave – free rides, free accompaniment.
My views have changed about mass settings, which are death or memorial services of JESUS CHRIST!
I take offense looking the dead/dying JESUS CHRIST hanging on the HUGE crucifix. We are NOT to worship or bow to any graven images: That’s why I must refuse!
My elderly father is Pro-Choice, which is a damned no-no for most Catholics! But he doesn’t NOT care. He just smiles like everything is okay as long as he gets what he wants.
He is a hypocrite like most religious and spiritual folks, who show up in their fine Sunday attire for socializing and show face in attendance of wealth for fund-raising. These are the two words for any churches/non-profit: socializing and fund-raising.
But after Sunday church, once their backs are turned and are at the comfort of their homes, THEY return to their usual naughtiness of imperfections and sins as this world is full of crap!
Oh, and gossiping is a must around these church settings. Nobody escapes gossiping but my elderly father doesn’t care because one parishioner says she likes him because he is nice and doesn’t make a fuss.
Yeah, right. See? She is another unhelpful bitch who couldn’t stop the psychos. In front of me, she hugged the psycho who was talking to her relatives after one Sunday mass. I really hate those parishioners and those choir members – freeloading on parties like my parents and NOT one penny of symbolic gifting especially by Ilocanos/Filipinos who are notorious for NOT giving a penny or dime and nickel.
Passive aggressive freaks all smiling and praying. I spit on y’all! Oh, I also have the cops and lawyers for allowing psychos to infiltrate my neighborhood. I can’t leave because of my elderly father. Huh. See?
That’s all. FlynnsPaws.
Oh, John Jr! That’s longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn’t rant like this…