I don't know what to say today. I had a lot come my way yesterday. I tried to withdraw from Mormon teaching, but I told W and M that I would try a bit more. We will meet tomorrow. It is hard to write about anybody or anything because I feel so sick.
I watched the Occupy Los Angeles protestors on tv and it looks like such a waste of resources in a time that we can't spare it.
The wizardy yellow brick road is closed to me. I must wait for the terrifying flying monkees to fly down and swoop me up. In the castle I find deceit with no regret. The wicked witch of the east is just singing in the shower as my shoulder ache from the flight. An earlier vampire bite leaves me lifeless on the floor.
I sing a small song of "Come Along" and Toto finds my ankles. He telepathically tells me that Dick Cheney and Nancy Pelosi are behind him and their satanism is strong. She will be a witch soon. Possibly tomorrow my noon.
I finally am able to stand and this vampire man takes my hand. He kicks TOTO out of vicinity. He tells me politics is me. We smile and embrace. I begin to kiss his face and we disappear to the staircase. I will sleep at home tonight. We move outside to bat imagery and I am free with this almighty.
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