Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: religion

  • RCIA Suave

    Well, tonight’s Easter Vigil mass went for two hours from 8:00pm to 10:00pm. There were four servers and six priests, including the presiding one, who sang parts of the mass. The choir is much better and louder, too. Some of the mostly elder members sang solo for the responsorial psalms and Litany of the Saints. I couldn’t help myself and had to sing along, melody and harmony, of course.

    The presiding priest gave a sermon about the second stanze to the Responorial Psalm from the Second Reading:

    (Psalm 16:5, 8, 9-10, 11)

    “Therefore my heart is glad and my soul rejoices, my body, too, abides in confidence; because you will not abandon my soul to the netherworld, nor will you suffer your faithful one to undergo corruption.”

    He explained the mass was about INCORRUPTIBLE bodies, not the body of J. Christ missing from the tomb or stolen by thieves, and of course the resurrection. He went on further about Son of David, not King of David and something about seven weeks.

    Later, there were those who received Baptism Eucharist and Confirmation: Three females and two males. Three more females made a Profession of Faith and received Eucharist and Confirmation. I got pissed when Maw whispered loudly in my right ear hole. The sensation left behind wouldn’t go away for a few minutes. I jammed my red purse containing Shrimpsei’s OtterBox in between us.

    Anyway, the lighting of the Easter Candle was done in the dark as well as the readings. I managed to follow along without my glasses! Then the announcements were made. This one is found in this week’s bulletin.

    “On the suggestion of the parishioner, [our parish] has had T-Loops installed in the Church. The loops surround the two front sections of pews closets to the altar, labeled with blue placards. Two-thirds of the U.S. hearing aids have the setting enhanced by these loops. We encourage our parishioners with hearing aids to take advantage of these special additions to our Church.”

    Of course, we could plainly hear the buzz inside our skulls. That’s a lot of radio wave frequency. Oh, and the usual red-faced entities were present, one of which was a photographer, standing all nice and proper as would a “fellow brother”.

  • 20110423-More Spooks

    Well, prior to the start of this evening’s, Easter Vigil, mass, Senora Josie came by and asked Paw if he would be able to VOLUNTEER and participate in the collection of funds. The old fart refused. Maw and I had just finished railing on the SELFISH brut for thirty minutes after eating a late dinner at 10:30pm. We are ashamed of his FAITHLESSLESS to serve the “Lord”. If he is capable of saying “no” to his family MANY TIMES, he has been able to say “no” to the Lord, also.

  • 20110422-More Spooks

    From 7:30pm to 8:30pm, an evening mass was done and said. Five priests and one monseigneur were present. Twelve “volunteers” of 8 males and 4 females got their feet washed by the presiding priest. The choir sounded better with the choir mistress leading the way.

    Rachel no longer has on her crooked glasses, thanks to the grand-daughter who hid it away. Both the child and mother are non-responsive robots with expressionless faces as Maw and Rachel finished exchanging brief words with each other.

    After yesterday evening’s dinner, Maw and I were trying to exit out the side door. Suddenly from my right, the creepy Carlos scooted in between us! That man is noted to be creepy weird.

    As per Ben long ago: “The place is full of crazy people”. Of course, I don’t doubt it because lots of people have horror stories from their life’s experiences and are more than likely to seek refuge among other crazy people, who pray for salvation from reality.

    Last night Rachel was sitting to the left of Fred. She was seen looking heavenward with her hands folded in front of her. She prayed to the horror of the dark-skinned priest who was seated to her left and of my elderly twosome in front of her: “Rose! I’m taking good care of Fred for you!” You see, Fred is a recent widower to Rose. I’m sure Rachel likes Fred but Rachel is known to be creepy weird, just like her daughter and grand-daughter.

    One time Rachel saw an image of some saint on top of either her refrigerator or washing machine long ago and Maw was present to hear the schizoid proclaim that vision. I believe her daughter might have seen something too, just like my auntie-in-law, Gloria of WHITE dog blood and her children Giant and John.

    So I believe this is one of my many “purpose” in life as per a Vedic astrology report: To be star witness of crazies from all walks of life and fellow participant in the lives full of “visionaries”. Get it? Bahahaha!

  • 20110420-More Spooks

    Well, at 9:20pm the three of us arrived from a Sedar dinner at our local parish. From 7:00pm to 9:11pm, food was eaten and I had four glasses of pink zinny (I think) during each “ceremony”. My stomach is full because of the good sized portion and lots of liquid. Here is what we had in the following order:

    • Parsley dipped in salt water.
    • Large crackers dipped in horseradish.
    • Fresh salad of cucumber, artichokes, spinach, tangerines and pals.
    • Hot potatoes with butter and sour cream.
    • Steamed vegetables of carrots, broccoli, squash and pals.
    • Lamb’s sake and chicken parts with green, minty jelly.
    • Soft cookies and two cups coffee and lots of cream.

    There was one maroon-faced entity and several other red-faced ones. I had my Shrimpsei’s OtterBox buzzing inside my red purse, which was placed on my lap for better effects. As a matter of fact after a few minutes of reading the word “Yahweh”, I continued to boost and rendered the lecture incoherent but ever so slightly did he stumbled upon a few words. Bahahaha! The place is crawling with creeps, including two bug-eyed singled, fat old farts sitting in front of me. The two Filipinas are decked in their shiny jewelry. The old lady to the right of the old fart in front of me stuffed her purse with those dried crackers.

    The dark-skinned priest at our table was cracking up when Maw broke the topmost crackers during the ceremony. The main pastor read the passages and looked weary. The Monseigneur was present and one of two “fellow brothers” from number 4112 came to shake hands with Paw and me while with Maw formally greeting the oldest, prune-faced Filipino JESUIT priest with his “Amen” hand to her forehead.

  • 20110419-More Spooks

    So this morning, we arrived early for the Morning Prayers with Fr. Michael and pal. During the Eucharist, I noticed how Fr. Michael held up the host in a peculiar angel — directly facing moi! I’m pretty keen about “angels” and well this is the first time that it’s supposed to mean something. But I still do NOT understand. Perhaps, the presence of the other priest who held up the chalet allowed for the strange presentation of our “flesh and blood”.

  • 20110415-Prayer Journal

    While cleaning out more drawers, I found the following framed photo sporting an image of Hula dancer with a “Swaying Skirt” by international award-winning photographer artist, Alan Houghton from © Lamb and Lion Marketing, P.O. Box 261, Haleiwa, HI 96712, (808) 637-7115.

    Serenity Prayer

    In Hawaiian & English

    —

    Na ke Akua e he’awi mai i ka maluhia

    God grant me the serenity

    e’ae mai i na mea i hiki ole ai ia’u ke ho’ololi,

    to accept things I cannot change,

    ka ikaika e ho’ololi i na mea e hiki ai,

    the courage to change the things I can,

    a me ka na’auao e maopopo i ka ‘oko’a.

    and the wisdom to know the difference.

  • 20110415-Prayer Journal

    While cleaning out more drawers, I found the following framed photo sporting an image of Hula dancer with outstretched arms and looking up from the lower left hand corner at a white crucifix on the upper right hand corner from © Lamb and Lion Marketing, P.O. Box 261, Haleiwa, HI 96712, (808) 637-7115.

    The Lord’s Prayer

    In Hawaiian and English

    —

    E ko makou makua iloko o ka lani,

    Our Father who is in heaven,

    E hoanoia kou inoa . E hiki mai kou aupuni;

    Hallowed by your name. Your kingdom come;

    E malamaia kou makemake ma ka honua nei,

    Your will be done one earth,

    E like me ia i malamaia ma ka lani la.

    As it is in heaven.

    E haawi mai ia makou i keia la, i ai na mokou na neia la.

    Give us this day our daily bread.

    E kala mai hoi ia makou, i ka makou lahala ana,

    And forgive us our debts,

    Me makou e kala nei i ka poe i lawhala i ka makou.

    As we forgive our debtors.

    Mai hookuu oe ia makou i ka hoowalewale,

    And lead us not into temptation,

    E hoopakele no nae ia makou i ka ino;

    But deliver us from evil;

    No ha mea, nou ke aupuni

    For Yours is the kindom

    A me ka mana, a me ka hoonaniia, a mau loa, aku, Amene.

    And the power, and the glory, forever, Amen.

  • Better Nothing

    After NOT completing my Lenten Season project to my satisfaction as scheduled, I’ve come to realize that whatever value is placed is merely by the mind of the beholder. What is junk to me can be someone else treasure. If a true person of Muslim faith believes in an “empty philosophy”, then cut spending in the federal budget. Let’s see how the parasites fair without government hand-outs. Oh, and hiking up taxation shouldn’t matter because it’s another way to “spread the wealth.”

  • Closing Eyes

    Usually, I like to close my eyes during each morning mass as a form of meditation and sometimes due to be not being quite awake from sleeping late at night. For the most part, my hearing is bad and to calm my impatient nerves for the completion of the mass, I have to close my eyes to drown out the thick accents. I really don’t care about love, light and hope. It’s all the same. Let get a move on to real things in life!

    When I saw snippets of Joe Biden closing his eyes during Obama’s speech on Tuesday, I know the feeling: It’s just like sitting with the congregation (or assembly) and listening to the orator finish his “sound bites” of possibilities. That’s right! Obama is coming across as a preacher providing reminders of what salvation would be like if people unite under one ideal — God worship.

    I could just close my eyes and hear the same thing and expect the same thing — no results. It’s like prayers NOT being answered by the divine.

  • 20110413-More Spooks

    Am I the only one noticing my immediate surroundings more often than necessary? Almost without fail and almost every other day, if not on a daily basis, spooks would either be en route or just entering or exiting their vehicle or doing something in their trunks upon my arrival at their parked location.

    This synchronicity would occur with or without Shrimpsei’s OtterBox buzzing away in my small red bag, not purse, which would be more descriptive of those lady’s whose accessorized item is quite small and held by the hand, and somethings with a handle or spaghetti string for security.

    Upon entering the parish this Monday morning, there are blue-colored placards attached to the lower portion of the back most pews for each major section of the place. It has something to do with “T-coils” for those users of hearing aides, whose past squealing sounds of amplification were turned up too loud that others are bothered by what I cannot hear, thank goodness.

    After learning over the weekend (more so last Saturday evening) of the new RADIO waves transmitted within the parish, I have no choice but to juice up the OtterBox during morning attendance daily from Monday to Saturday. It is quite strange that the elderly twosome do not attend Sunday mass to complete the weekly attendance; since they feel Saturday’s evening mass fulfills the Sunday obligation.

    The pressure to my skull is noticeable when they turn on their radio frequency for broadcasting the sermons from the mouthpieces of worshiping invisible entities, who may or may not be good and sometimes mischievous, if not down right unresponsive, if ever but most assuredly slow. I swear! That place is crawling with entities who would want nothing more than to make lives miserable for the clueless.

    But with said radionics device on hand, that place is mine!

  • Twenty-Twelvish

    So last night Maw was watching her “History Channel”, a well-paid form of entertainment and far from archeologically correct! And the show was about two twins predicting events surrounding December 21, 2012. One twin died: He was kept awake for 14 days straight from “beyond”. Maw seemed more recently to take these “doom and gloom” shows more credibly than what the boy and I try to tell her: Neither of us feel anything will happen on that day.

    No ancient civilization has escaped the influence of drugs and possessions, whereby disinformation was etched into rocks and such for prophecy by future generations. It’s insane to work up the dummies to disappointment, namely the Illuminati, Jehovah Witnesses and pals:— Quit visiting our front door! Dammit! Get off our property! Take us off your list, you damn Flips! Stop giving us your damn reading materials! Morons!

    Anyway, I tried to explain to her that I’m getting conflicting data regarding 12/21/12. Again, I sense nothing but “just another day without you” (a song). By they way and if it’s true that most people (namely 83% of Muslims on that side of the world) are NOT very educated, come out of their caves to collect government subsistence and go back home to live for another day while the funds dry up and wait for the next hand-out.

    Having said that and per today’s FoxNews segment on people’s behavior, 96% people are VERY gullible and will electrocute victims to an (obviously fake but) blood-curdling scream — just for MONEY!

  • 20110410-Dogma Flows

    At 12:40pm, I had a bowel movement. The length was TOO long and green in color from ingesting “Kyo-Green” and water from GNC last night. As usual, I’d have some sort of reading material available during my toilet session.

    This time, it’s the “Book of Mormons”. My fingers rifted through pages and my left thumb landed on ALMA 56:31-47, more specifically:

    35 And it came to pass that when they had been informed by their spies, they came forth with their army and marched against us.

    Of course, I saw 33 above it and below in the footer of: 47a-TG Birthright: Liverty; 47b-Akna 56: 17 (15-18).
    —
    Last night I read an article about the JDL (Jewish Defense League) as a form of “domestic terrorist group”. Of course, I was thinking about 9/11. But who cares? I don’t! As long as I turn food into poop, I’m good to go.