I don't know my Master's affairs. They're above me. I don't quite know what people are going to do after we're long & gone. Because we had squalor before. Squalor was a way of life. Otherwise, you were saying you were most holy men of the king's regime. This was done for honor & holiness, only. Other than that, you eat, trade, & live. By trade I mean get ahold of some wine, or something. I think we need that stuff. Jesus Christ instituted alcohol as a sacrament. Is it alcohol? The Biblical representation is wine. So, yes, it is alcohol.
Because I have more or less given the dead-giveaways. I'll get to work assembling all of this, & start promoting, proliferating, soliciting, & advertising it. I can say on the personal front, the 3-Thronged Offensive is going as planned, besides not being lucky. Because, yes, I plan on being lucky. Faith & Belief are Fortune. Fortune as though 'Good-Luck.' I plan on being lucky. Jesus Christ grants us the right to be lucky. We're to have a paradisical society around here.
Pick up some cash from a deposit I got. Get to living here. I've thought a lot about these things. If I started experiencing pain again, would it really be so bad? I guess I do have severe chronic pain, here. I need to go get my License. This tells me something. This is the secret. If you aren't comfortable it's a sensation of pain. Discomfort is pain. I didn't have pain at my Dad's because I was so familiar with my surroundings. I'm not comfortable, anymore. I feel like I'm sitting or laying on needles. Well, discomfort will do that.
But yeah, I got some pain going on. It's going to be virtually impossible to get an injection done. I'll just have to deal with it. I feel vindicated on this moral, ethic, & standard. My intoxication does not affect me. I do not DUI, I do not relapse, & I do not engage in criminal activity otherwise. It's just like a couple pints of Vodka a day. I enjoy smoking marijuana. It's a true pleasure. I don't drink alcohol, though, because I take prescription medication, however. My morals, ethics, & standards aren't the problem. My money is the problem.
I'm trying to really go for another round. I know, I am so thankful to be well-fed. This was a battlefield. An Arch-Angel rebelled with an army of other Angels, & razed or pillaged throughout our lands. I'm I.W.M. I keep the dead at heart & mind constantly. I provide justice for widows, orphans, & the fatherless. I give alms to the needy whom are poor. I pay Cesar & I tithe. I'm really happy that I'm getting good food. They usually give me a heaping portion of rice, canned vegetables, or pasta; but I do get some meat. I like being vegetarian, somewhat. Because the nutrition isn't in the meat, anymore. It's in all of the vegetables, yes. So, I ate two heaping plates of vegetables today. All the dead & damned in this conflict. I'm so happy that I got to eat a couple really good meals, & then smoke plenty of herb, & drink plenty of herb.
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